status quo

falses and pretensions violent now
and do
play their hideous role
to venomous climax.
 
night  shrouds not  the
sorrows and sufferings
but  make them acute and  sharper   
furrows deep and open enough
to bleed profusely;

reality is beyond  
our imagination ;
here,
time  at this moment
though wild and stormy
will bring seemingly
no
relief.