Nescience - The Circle Ends Here

a tongue sealed by a mass

unheard not deigned of a glance

a voice blackened

a book already written

lays its stories down again and again

skin burnt off the face

and the celebration

feasted on the throat scraping screams

as melting eyes, melting eyes

witnessed the poverty in each cheering hand

cinders spread on the ground

along with scattered beliefs

concrete walls around heads

to lull them to sleep

deeper in the mistakes

legs marching to the same song

and it drags its victims

as it plays loud in the ears