A permanent mark of absolute,
slightly on the outside of complicated truth
stepping into the normality of winning,
but everyone loses in the end
while displaying a similar bruise as yesterday
as the takers keep on taking
ignorant to the fading essence,
that is our giving nature
crushing minds beyond repair,
slipping far from the shadowed road
shielding from stones thrown by unseen prying eyes,
sat in their pews spewing ignorance,
judging a person they never knew
the words chiselled on their headstones
won’t be the words they chose
there will be a select few grieving eyes
on the day they pass from the land of the living
making their way home to hell.