Through dirty glass the Moon is shining bright
The fields look icy white and lying pale
And suddenly the land’s without a sight
This foggy morning tells a different tale
I’m moving through a landscape without past
The memories are brushed away with ease
Now fairytales are told and spreading fast
When fascists force society with sleaze
This fog turns humans into zombie mobs
Their eyes can only see what happens near
They fight the world until a woman sobs
The enemy within creates new fear
        In future days the gossip fog might clear
        But feelings stay and reason won’t appear.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2025