How come we’re still alive?
After no count poison-pen
Union of no anniversary but dungeon
When did it start when would it end?
How come we stayed alive?
After many bombs dwelling hearts in
Bees hive, self-inflating scares on oneself
Want it broken; sacred to let it bend
How come we faked and jive?
Saying we don’t care
Yet we pay attention honeyed and dulcet
When would we be frank and kill pretends?