Cosmic play of dire illusions.
Souls trapped in worldly obsessions.
We bleed in data and blood no more.
Humanity plagued to it’s core.
I look at the stars and wonder how far, we are……
Intone we march to the antipodal ache.
Blinded by our halcyon days.
Is it too late to turn?
This path won’t be easy, there’s so much to unlearn.
Celestial beings we are.
Holding grudges and dwelling in pain.
We are fools if we believe.
There’s nothing to loose and only to gain.