Tethered to a Trigger

Ticking anxious, obsessive clicks
Foreboding cold calamity
Suspense beyond the surface
Now, awaiting consequence
Dying is the feeble flame
Dying, dimming, smoldering

Meticulous design yields a turbulent implement
Its trigger tethered to our wooden feet
Guilty is the fuse-igniting perpetrator firstly blamed

Mistakes, our leader forbade
Intention, no one made

Dying is the feeble flame
Dying
The dеlicately dampened flamе
Smoldering
Dying, dimming, smoldering

Beset by a punishment
Destined to begin
Exonerate when it's too late
Mistakes, our leader forbade
Intention, no one made
Guilty is the fuse-igniting perpetrator firstly blamed

Dying is the feeble flame
Dying