Reality Is Feared

The eye drops a tear
it escapes , to the ground
the connection you can't hear
as it shapes , into a crown
reality is fear
guns rattle unbound
intentions are unclear
as dead bodies lie around..

Bankers a disgrace
bailed out once again
they justify
such a big pay rise
like praise
for their mistakes .

Big Ben looks into space
he dare not show his
analogue face
with handed time
and a sheepish smile
he chimes
but out of place ,

The fighting it goes on
all the lying
and the cons
from economy
to wars unecessarily
so what the hell is
going on .