March 12, 2024

the hollow mind without purpose 

dead ideas once promising now

abandoned, our futures determined

by status and redundancy

why seek a perverted prayer asking

for your salvation when your ending

will be a meek expression of someone

else's theme of despair

voices raised in a high pitched scream

as one realizes the comedy of life

shelved in a drawer, locked waiting

for your demise and how much cash

their greedy jealously will bring

let us sit quietly amongst the trees and

flowers in bloom, sit still inside mother

nature and enjoy the abandoning of a 

lost eden once accepted now despised