Clouds
Surrounded by a frantic crowd
Chaos is thriving, no way of getting out
Repulsive actions
Obscene spectacle
Thrown around like an inglorious sack
Morbidly careen
Where is the life we're not getting back
Lost in where we've always been
As the sulphur clouds align
Looking for a sign
Settling down on the masses
As the hunger for power is relentlessly sought
Footsteps cascading around her head
Trampled, beaten and bruised
A feeling of loss
Emerging panic of not getting back
Thrown around like an inglorious sack
Morbidly careen
Where is the life we're not getting back
Lost in where we've always been
As the sulphur clouds align
Looking for a sign
Settling down on the masses
As the hunger for power is relentlessly sought
Fall in the dark
Looking for the lost, the only one
A fight for resources
An ill turned massacre