My only escape is to revel in the misery of the world
around me, the only joy I find is singing of its sorrows
people never find what they're looking for through
a 40 inch plasma, but they think they do.
Family is a thing of the past (at least in our society)
and even though we never wanted it to happen we
embrace it with every coming attraction that
takes us ever further from those that we love and those
that need us more than anyone else needs you.
These are the times when life goes awry
when the sting of unpalatable misery is astonishingly
potent and lodged within the nasal cavity behind the eyes
where no amount of blowing or crying will ever set loose
the beleaguering pains of modern society.
Oh how I wish to have grown in days past
when life was simpler and the things we did
held meaning.
Oh how the world around us has changed by the month
and will change in ways we only ever imagined
and will never truly understand.
What meaning, will life hold for us then,
sometimes I wonder, if nuclear countdowns from ten
had reached zero. Only the survivors
would know then
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