... tasty treat, flies on the meat
because we made it that way… / fearing all that would risk a fall / turning our back on what we lack / too timid to breathe, too callous to see / content to seethe in a life without plea / for the truth my friend, lurks in how we pretend / delusions we befriend, on the external we depend / forgetting just how, the babe breaks from the bough / take a look at the now, see all we allow? / for …