Have I gone mad or is it the world?

Stones and insults, at everything hurled.

 
I cannot remember a better time

Yet it must have been there,

It must have been mine.

 

I cannot imagine a future not bleak

Yet hope does not die,

In fright, reaches its peak.

 

Have I gone mad or is it the world?

Stones and insults, at everything hurled.

 

A shoe has been thrown.

A sign of disrespect.

Retaliation: a drone.

 

A mirror is broken.

A certain neglect.

Fragmentation: outspoken.

 

Have I gone mad or is it the world?

Stones and insults, at everything hurled.

 

Have I gone mad or is it the world?

Insanity just unfurled.

 

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