nothing no more.

even one of the greatest men,
whine.
even one of the most creative artists,
steal.
even one of the most religious ones,
lie.
even one of the bravest souls,
run.

who to trust?
who to believe?
perhaps, nobody no more.

white becomes black,
love becomes hate,
sweet becomes sour.
in seconds,
everyday.

what to trust?
what to believe?
perhaps, nothing no more.

a fighter gives up,
a lover walks away,
a parent disowns,
a child grieves.

freedom no more.
respect no more.
faith no more.
nothing no more.

ourself,
is what we really have still.

and that is all.