Take Comfort

All solace is afflicted
Weighed upon by promises unfulfilled
The scale of which has been tied in place
In fear of revelation regarding the tipping point
Nor any form of baggage relinquished
That which we all too quickly set into motion
We soon all too quickly set in stone
Once it's got away from us
And ran it's course
Now calcified in the wake of coming unrest
A population idly stares between discontent.
And you?

Take comfort
There is little else for you to know
Take comfort,
and complain of it
To others sitting in their inadequacies
Take comfort,
in the communal downfall
At least we'll all be "that guy"
Paid to do nothing, such freedom
A horizon via permits
When allotted, when allowed
So sit back and wither
In fantasy and virtual worlds
Dare not look
At the beautiful new world
You demanded...
Upon request.

Better to be a million and one make believes
Than to acknowledge yourself
As it is, sitting, and mostly useless
Why not find someone down in the dumps
And tell them they are on top of the world
If not to take comfort
In your shared reign
A mastery of self deception
Bolstered by a communal hopelessness
Where everyone is in on the act
Through fear, dependence or desperation
The mass of self branded individuals
Amongst billions
"Cannot see themselves for their persona's
An endless horde of the masked and thinly veiled
With nothing do to do in their lives
But pretend they were anything, anyone or anywhere else.
Behappy


"Music" here - https://youtu.be/SEtD5ayzMFM?si=Z9drsTSvpBq8Sm4s