A Fog State

A fog state

Is not clear

Or heard of

In times of trouble

It falls back

To the old ways

Of knowing

What to do

When the fog falls thick

And fills everyones eyes

With confusion

I know a fog state

And we are living through the densest

Of nights


The Critical Crown

Critical crown

Lifted up

From the ground

Every single person

From the top down

Cried when we watched

How it came to

A heap on the ground

Unusual as it had been

To see the wickedness of many sins

Compiled into the critical crown

Lying on the dusty ground