House of Glass

“Achieving a high on flattery
of the misconceived & of the mistaken,
we drown ourselves into an untrue pride,
pride to remain aloof of the reality ahead.

The castle in air gets rattled
with every blow of wind, with every sense of truth,
bricks pull themselves out with disbelief
only to be forced to get back with an assurance
of a veil of ignorance to follow.

A point is reached in the continuum
of real and unreal, the narcissistic castle
of our greed breaks open with the agony of the only truth,
Shattering our world, faltering us into a depth
of unknown, only to realize abyss as the only reality.”