A Whimper

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Between the idea and the reality
Falls the shadow
Between the emotion and the response
Falls the shadow
Between the desire and the existence
Falls the shadow
Between the essence and the descent
Falls the shadow
Shape without form
Shade without colour
Paralysеd thoughts
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang
But with a whimpеr
In the shadow