I've been given a clarity,
A relationship renewed against all conceivable odds,
Yet I remain alone,
Loneliness an eternal turmoil brought up on my mind,
Nay my soul,
Yes my soul,
Too much of this little matter is born with faith but dies with fear,
An atheist reaction to a fundamental truth or choice for that matter,
When the optimist, slow witted and naive faces up to the cold, cynical realist who tells us all, we're dead on arrival,
Exit wounds, red balloons, yellow stripes strike back at the holy clique of revolutionary fashionistas,
"You are what you wear"
Reply,
"We are what we are"
Maybe it's a result of consumerism gone ballistic, as all too visible in the urban sprawl of suburban Baghdad with an air of patriotic aplomb, most of which is applicable to those none of us would deem native to the dunes of Iraq,
Satellite interned rapists chase internet dreams twenty four hours a day only to discover friendship is a fruitless pursuit unless we're selfless eunuchs,
Idealism as they say is such a twentieth century fad,
Yet still I find myself alone even though the orient is a mouse click away...........
A relationship renewed against all conceivable odds,
Yet I remain alone,
Loneliness an eternal turmoil brought up on my mind,
Nay my soul,
Yes my soul,
Too much of this little matter is born with faith but dies with fear,
An atheist reaction to a fundamental truth or choice for that matter,
When the optimist, slow witted and naive faces up to the cold, cynical realist who tells us all, we're dead on arrival,
Exit wounds, red balloons, yellow stripes strike back at the holy clique of revolutionary fashionistas,
"You are what you wear"
Reply,
"We are what we are"
Maybe it's a result of consumerism gone ballistic, as all too visible in the urban sprawl of suburban Baghdad with an air of patriotic aplomb, most of which is applicable to those none of us would deem native to the dunes of Iraq,
Satellite interned rapists chase internet dreams twenty four hours a day only to discover friendship is a fruitless pursuit unless we're selfless eunuchs,
Idealism as they say is such a twentieth century fad,
Yet still I find myself alone even though the orient is a mouse click away...........
