Purpose

The generated madness of our race to reign supreme
is not what  unifies us in our self-made theme,
but rather it’s the silly thought that somehow we'll endure
if only we can get some of what's really dirt, no more.

All the lovely luxury and fame of being at the top
means nothing in the morning when you find out that you're not.
The point of being here at all is thus so merely in our dreams
just to be loved and love all so, that drowns out all our screams.

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