The thought

Vast vague & vanishing into the mist of ethical dilemmas.
Lost it is. So it is lost.

When it was last, it struggled to strive.

,Through the trauma of tortures;
,Through the torture of ordeals;
,Through the ordeal of quandaries;
,Through the quandary of hypocrisies;
,Through the hypocrisy of societies;
,Through the society of civics;

The civics which talk of morality.
A morality which borns out of normalcy.
A normalcy which is non existent.

All that is, is the thought.
All that metamorphosed was a thought.

And all that was lost, was it.
So it is lost.