Fragile

This stupid freestyle
Is getting too wild,
Aren’t we more fragile
Again?
The world’s getting thinner
And no-one’s winner
In this very dangerous
Game.
Each thought they were smarter,
But it didn’t matter.
He lost who was madder
Than some.
They all were asserting
That they were just spotting 
A solider place
In the sun.
Such mindset re-framers
And hatred inflamers
Became very famous
At last.
These homemade preachers
Incite to hunt witches
But suffer from constant
Miscast.
A new world is shaping
And none can escape it
In spite of alarm and
Disgust.
It’s all vague and aching,
But can, should we take it
When we shake off ashes
And dust?


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