A song for Europe - part three

We begin with our apologies

The song that we hum - justify

I’m not the only one

Whose looks matter

History in a jar

Skull beneath the slit

Tells us we’re still in

Inner guest impeccably dressed

In all our great need

Conspiracy gone to seed

Time slips and gives us hope

Aliases, searching and tropes

Bonds held in a trunk

Truth nestles up to junk

Wanders by with a sigh

Fairy monster we think wise

We dare not forget

Not yet

Not yet

Yet…