My Endless Quest

In love with an illusion all my life it seems

Chasing hope and unrealistic dreams

Egotistical fantasies and far flung schemes

Like the elusive mirage that can never be redeemed,

In love with the way things should really be

On a quest that will be satisfied only rarely

The mist of things never meant for me

The foolish hunt for ecstasy,

A world mired in imperfection

People who will never attain redemption

A lover or a wife operating with deception

Forgive me if I got drunk at the reception,

Somewhere along the line I bought the “Big Lie”

That love would overcome all who deny

Were all the recipients simply too shy?

The tears that go uncomforted are now dry,

Languishing on Persecution Row

The impossible distinction between friend or foe

A place where only subterfuge can grow

Far from the Yeti footprints left in the snow,

There is no reprieve for the human soul

It seems the evil one has taken his toll

The megalomaniacs have all played a role

They keep telling me God is in control,

As for the phantom of my endless quest

It will always be an exercise in futility at best

The ghost I pursue at my own behest

The very source of my own loneliness.