A backwater conundrum

when the foundation is shaky

Hell breaks loose on all fronts here

The littlest of things becomes luxurious 

Though this does not come as a surprise 

It is simply the tiring cost of expediency 

Saddening how this disrupts progress

Also reasonableness becomes stunted 

I am afraid the chaos cannot be helped 

All everyone cries for is a Savior

Some kind of divinely inspired hero 

Of course such expectations are inevitable 

But there is a need for unwavering commitment 

Else the ruthless cycle of pain persists 

Now we all hold on to our faith and hope