Glowing with cheap and incandescent skin,
We are immune to the dust, dirt, and bones.
We eat sweet lies and seep into the sin.
Searching for liquid warmth among the stones.
Butterflies mangled by the poisoned air,
I smile, being cheated by my own face.
There are severed legs, but there is no spare.
Men are mangled easily in this place.
Skyscrapers cannot escape gravity.
Armies cannot melt away human flaw.
Money will never dwell with sympathy.
Answers do not lie in our human law.
No one is trusted with power in hand.
And with this brutal flesh, freedom will stand