Unfeigned Purpose

Waters subside to shallow spills
The offhand drippings from above
Plucked and placed in a deeper famine
Tell me I am on my own

Enter the guileless, the recruited egos
Their unfeigned purpose held close
Their bodies’ wealth of fluid now untarnished
Soon blackened, boiling waste
Festering tar, gaudy gold encased

Empty hands deprived of more
From heads held higher
If only they knеw
They will know

Waters subside to shallow spills
Thе offhand drippings from above
Plucked and placed in a deeper famine
Tell me I am on my own
Tell me I’m alone

When we gather all we own to sate above
What will be left to rob?

I am on my own
I am alone
Brooding my solitude
I am alone

If only they knew
When waters subside
They will know