Rigid with foreboding
i bear witness
to the scene unfolding
Filled with self-loathing's wrath
plummeting down
it's cold ebony path
Passed with few compunctions
were promise, hope
now abandoned junctions
Momentum gains, fate looms
I scream warning
witness with silent blooms
Carried by wind, the shout
i watch helpless
praying for resolve, stout
Rigid with foreboding
i bear witness
to the scene unfolding
