Empty mansion,
on a gray day.

The only sound,
a car driving closer.

There are shouts,
echoing in the halls.

Mind knows this is not where we should be.

Knock upon the door.

Answer and lie.

This is not where we should be.

If your word was given,
but the cause is false,
do you continue?

The heart ain’t in it.

Yet you continue,
because your word is your bond.

Dilemma to consider.