The blind lead the blind

Into the depths of doom

The deaf hear no messages

Yet claim to have known it all

The voiceless uttered nothing

But still, their tales were told

The weak did not crumble

Until your extraneous weight

Was placed upon their backs

The bold, the brave, the courageous

Stood proudly in front of faceless audiences

Screaming please, begging for change

The timid stood up for themselves

But the boastful rose taller

Blocking them out

The forgotten came back

Check the news, there’s still no mention of that

The liars filled your minds with more tasteful trash

To the dumb, it went down far better than what the chef was serving

The bartender would say reality is a glass on the rocks

An icy cup of the cold hard truths