Read it or don't, its of no consequence.

Stumbling through life. 

We blindly follow those in front.

Hand in hand we wander through a world 

Empty and soulless. 

Standing on others, we reach skyward. 

as those below us drown, we see the stars. 

So little thought, for what could be whole.

We are obsessed with the pieces. 

Fighting with fervor, for trinkets and parts.  

Spending not even a moment on what could have been ours. 

As a group we are drowning, so that so few can rise. 

Here as a species we watch the demise. 

Burning our bridges, and drowning the soul. 

We chase after paper, worthless and old. 

Praying to gods, who've long since walked. 

Damning their children, they see what we don't. 

An end to it all, a mushroom and cloud. 

We will burn all that was here both new and old

While counting the pages that poisoned the soul. 

Dollars and dimes of so little worth.

Here we are standing, on our own scorched earth. 

The ashes will fall, and we all will cry. 

Where was god and, why must we die?