Quixotic

A lifetime of experience and nothing to say,

Self-absorption is the only way!

We drown ourselves in the dregs of humanity

A lucid mind but who wants clarity?

The sound of silence ever so sweet,

The buzz drowns out the insanity and cacophony

Of vague promises and anachronisms they speak!

The inaneness of it makes me weep,

With tears of morbid laughter i arm myself,

With dispassion and put my logic on the shelf

The realization that nothing will ever make sense,

In a place that seems to be stuck in the wheel of time

Its the same old tune the worlds been singing 

greed, money, more of death, less of living

And the cogs will turn the same way regardless of you and I

The only difference is we laugh about it over some wine...