Broken Balance

Like a river flooding once the dam breaks, our balance is broken and begins to shake. Worrying about those we think are jaded, ownership of our own faults has somehow faded. A constant trial is what it turns out to be, forever looking to find a way to be free. Like a picture that graces the wall, pondering just when it was that we dropped the ball. Seeking someone that we could blame, passing the buck has become the name of the game. That hope of trusting anyone is now lost, another testament to mans creation and its cost..........