Watch where you step in the zone of chaos.
Alone, one will be pushed and trampled
Blame the profusion of troubles on the
Closed minded ones;
Trunks busy scouring for a reward,
Blame it on the lazy jack;
A screen distorting their views.
Restless banter up and down with
No refuge while inside.
Creeping on the platforms and
Mindless and emotional,
Urgent while stagnant,
Loving but hateful,
Truthful yet dishonest.
Both sides of a coin,
The presence of everlasting hypocrisy.
A flower of division flourishes
And the supposed unity
Is in shambles.