brief mortality

 

We walk through endless intersecting deserts
observing strangers pass us through windows
speeding in their vehicles,
for the sake of easy living.

We watch our cities decaying
more like fruits that are rotting
as we maintain the outsides clean
with power washing off the cigarettes.

This is the reality we have adopted
left to us like gift wrap
on christmas, with morals about knowing
what is good and what is foolish evil.

The young adopt a starving city,
observing the freedom as time keeps passing
causing profit into spoiled drugs and drinking,
the young adopt into wealthy inheritance.

So follows after, further ego boasting,
time left for working, music always hollering
about single dating, breakups, and brief love
baiting.

People wearing make up, artificial piercings,
markings etched onto their skin so proudly,
all to cover over beauty, who they are, truly.

People talk on smart phones, tablets, keyboards,
attempting to be so close in a world
that isn't worth going outdoors anymore.

You know, A lack of leadership leads into corruption,
and poverty is a man made error in society,
and fantasy is a lot more stable than profit working.

All this because we await a hero rather than
learning from a heros footing.

The next Great President, the wealthy CEO job maker,
the missing Mr. Rogers educating etiquette.

So goes humanity, a collapsing sand form in failure
little by little learning to be stable, to know love,
to appreciate what is life, and brief mortality.