is it wrong to carry on if
the only thing i’m carrying is
the weight of fear, intrepid curiosity for evil, double
skinned faces, embarrassment
? the world says it’s ok
? the heart says it’s not, because
the echo of a song now broken is agonizing.
the folly of mankind amuses us all,
the want to impress, the need for acceptance, the constant
push for equality
the equally incessant failure to accomplish such. we wear
the color of greed.
until we realize we truly are inconsequential in
the grand scheme of things; like
the word the, we
don’t amount to much.
? the world says it’s ok, but we know it’s not;
the greed for greed lies to us.
