A Society Lost Amongst Itself
Fear…
Confusion…
Is this all we know?
Can we even begin to answer the riddle of how we came to this world?
Though most of us will not live to see it, the truth shall be revealed
To see what is not seen
Hear what is not heard
To reach out and touch the untouchable
And yet, we can’t help but ask these existential questions, which we know no one has the answers to.
As a wise old man once said, chance favors the prepared mind…
And tonight, our minds are in favor
So let the truth be told
In the narrow band of twilight…
Between fiery day, and freezing night
We stand-alone
Outcasts, if you will
This place grows so quiet, so empty
But still we have no peace
Our psyches have abandoned us, and we feel nothing
Of course, there are no simple answers
Only layers of explanations, and fractured continuity
Created by the one
The one who kindled the stars and set the planets spinning
Why do we ponder and brood over such things?
Because it’s easier
Easier than accepting this melancholy existence
Our unfortunate reality, you might say
