Happy New Year

Midnight strikes!
Optimism triumphs over reality.
All the ills of our tainted planet,
placed on hold while we usher in our “new year.”
Do we not understand that the passing of that hour,
that minute,
that second,
that moment,
is no magical ,
wipe the slate clean,
forgive all past ills bullshit.
It’s just the passing of time.
Each second is like the last,
filled with War,
famine,
pestilence,
death.
Seeping through humanity,
saturating,
soaking us as we drown
in our own  self inflicted cauldron of hate.
Happy new year,
month,
week,
day,
hour,
minute,
second,
happy new millisecond.
Welcome to the remainder of your time.
How will you spend it?
Consuming?
Shopping?  
Filling your mortgaged box with puerile useless crap,
or working?
Career building?
Stepping on the plebs to climb higher,
filling your fat pockets with filthy lucre at the expense of the old and the crippled.
Yes you donate to charity, “Big issue please sir”
grudgingly you part with two quid a month,
and only then  when,
the seller manages to make contact with those icy, piss holes in the snow eyes!
Happy new year,
happy New Year,
may old acquaintance please fuck off,
the second has passed,
we have a new year,
we can start our voyage around the sun again,
a repeat of last year and every year,
on a global scale!
Same shit...... Different day.