Season of the Reckoning

 

 

Everything’s off rhyme

we’re stuck in syncopated time

 

this season of the reckoning

is echoing how sickening that

sanity’s trembling is still worsening

 

adrenalin assembling

both sides told they’re trespassing

disenchanting or awakening

 

deafening editing slides by

some who are unquestioning

but to me it is unsettling

 

deadening, deafening lies are enveloping

our lives but we keep on messaging

while what they’re peddling is like sentencing

 

we’re used to this crazy menacing

like a loaf of bread with leavening

we rise up but feel we’re second string

 

this skeleton of embezzling

is sickening but we’re awakening

strengthening what’s developing

 

together we’ll soon be reveling.