Loyalties dispersed like crashing waves
splattering colliding and landing on everything.

Some deserving, some pathetic, and some-just plain evil.

Hot thirsty sands refreshed now drunk
a lonely fish another breath.

Loyalties falsified like mannequins in ski masks
silent mumblings through lips of plastic not moving.

Nothing said because nothing's heard.

Actions going nowhere, a waste of opened eyes
A pillar of salt for looking behind.
Sisters in a cave,
-A father to blame?
Hope in a bottle
A Lot likely lame

Loyalties altered like a woman's grayed hair.
A new world, false pretext-both to be repopulated
in triangle houses where only the man-child can reign.