Luck's gratitude buried by privilege

where rich meet poor at severe gates

paychecks as the bullied proof.

 

Living in history, helplessly watching

as the world spirals out of control

Nothing to do about it.

 

Context and reason shrink rapidly

Confusion expands faster each and every day

We keep fighting the entropy 

 

At home, illusion of safety

surrounded by both seen and unseen danger

waiting, not sure for what