30 years and it will be over,
who'd have known?
But that is my entire young life,
the young guys say.
Life isn't always fair,
ain't that the truth.
And you only get one turn.
Grin and bare
it, commit to
it, because that's
all you get
no returns,
no repeats,
you’re living it now,
don’t look around
and say
I didn’t know,
because it will go.
Whoosh,
gone!
War,
Poverty,
or disease,
it all goes
the same way,
come what may.
You are missing it
as you regret it,
so head up
and concentrate.
This is it.
The truth
is a commodity
in which
the world
has ceased
to trade.
Now it is
spin,
and misinformation
and lies
that fuel the world,
instead.
Anything to get ahead.
And then we wonder,
open mouthed,
what really is
the problem
with society
today.
Heaven is the perfect con,
it can never be proved to be wrong.
The perfect crime
it can never be denied.
Eternity, or whack,
nobody is ever coming back.
When we are rotting under ground
you can't return with anything profound.
And fools can continue to believe
apparently, there is comfort in being deceived.
If no one
is left alive
who lived your life
with you,
did you ever
really live?
We are just another
animal species
on this planet,
nothing more, nothing less,
albeit with allusions
of grandeur
and a penchant for destruction.
