Now What?

Well who is to blame?
There is no response.
Who is there to run to?
Everyone’s back are turned.

Everyone is looking for rescue.
The invitations must have been
    lost in the mail.

Cries for help are just one too many earshots away.
The wind is dragging our faith across skyscrapers
And broken windows

Hollow ears.
    Hollow eyes.
        Hollow lives.