The journey of man

Been in a haze ever since
I wandered and gazed
into the eyes of the abyss.
I've stumbled and swayed,
I've tumbled through disarray
Only to find I'm the cause of my dismay.

The journey of man,
an ancient enigma.
Perhaps this is a pre-formulated plan
despite all the existential stigma.

Here we stand,
hand in hand
tripping over our feet
in these barren wastelands.

A strange sort of
paradise.
Tainted and fouled largely due to
human behavior.
Don't we see
we're killing our savior.

The journey of the human race,
naive to what lies in the outer and inner spaces.
Perhaps, we've missed the point.
Perhaps, we should sit back,
close our eyes, turn out the lights
and proceed to puff on this joint.

It's ourselves we will continue to disappoint.

Been in a haze ever since I wandered and gazed into the eyes of the abyss.
A sight I couldn't miss.
A realization I couldn't dismiss.
A vision that,
catapulted me into curious
catacombs
 of cosmic wisdoms.

And here we stand
Hand in hands
Protectors and lovers of this dreamland.