Mistakes are made,

in the world.

And we live through the plight,

the life that is empty,

basking in a charade.

Losing hope, esteem and fear,

for now we are queer,

as we have followed a pretext,

never meant to be followed.

Through the crisis we face,

silence of several days,

open to the world of darkness,

suffering an empty fate.

                                                  -APOPHIS