Shuddering from the onslaught, of bullet's
in repetitive report;
Reeling as their influential numbness
Attacks our defence, rebuking retort.
Experience healing stitches bleeding.
Fearing the silence
on which we bestow
Impatient words, above occupation;
Doubting the sole reality we know.
Each but with our common understandings,
of wont, brought to bear.
What is left unembedded in doubt, we
Discard to unfathomable despair.
We have utilised the squalor of hope -
for candid inaction.
Accustomed to surrender by denial,
As we discuss the truth in distraction.