They did WHAT?

When belief has siphoned into doubt,

A nervous laughter calls to clout

The woman old as new speaks truth,

The reality is spoiled beyond uncouth

In a cloud of smoke that lies in shroud,

What presented as the lioness proud 

Was covered still in darkness loud,

Revealed to be a varicose of smog 

The fact presents the putrid hog,

A nausea fuels a bend to wonder 

To throw our history asunder,

I am stranded in my very core

Mythologies will be no more.

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