You stand high and pound your chest. Create a facade of success. A culture that thrives on tearing everything else down. We’ve sat back and followed you. Faith and trust carried us through. Now we see through clear eyes and this is what it’s come to. But the years have allowed us to see the slogans you’ve been preaching are the crutches keeping you alive. Suppresses the beast that is truth. What I think. What you know. You lit our fire, we’ll watch you burn. Leave you behind as our heels turn.