Unceremonious

When you’re part of a shifting community
When your generation is large and far from in charge

Hold up a torn up flag
Stir good intentions

We are portrayed as one group
When we are barely ever

Societies, civilizations have yet to figure out how to function like a thriving organism
In which the heart doesn’t sacrifice the lungs

Each week is an unceremonious realization
Of another rigged game, another false hero, another dead end

Tyler Fugazzie