SOCIETY

It is a shell of its
former self,
its days of regality long gone,
the noble cause lost in
the mayhem, like oil
and water it resists,
denial facing the sun,
but truth
resonates a brighter light
deep in the pitch,
beyond the galas
and faceless masks
a pyre burns upon
a hill and hollow costumes
pocket faith like gold coins
ignoring their true consequence.