word of the day: lost

he lost his way among the lies, the towers false that scrape the skies,

the bleeding desks that promised bliss, the raven-suits who fed on this.

he lost his way among the streets, where crooks & company compete.

his fortune vanished in a deal, as foxes bagged a triple steal.

and now he stands upon a ledge with mindset hanging off the edge —

          praying hard with teary eyes for angels who can sympathise.

he thinks he hears a holy voice against the raucous city noise.

          it's hard to tell. he isn't sure. he tries to concentrate once more...