Thought I Meant Something

Rushing down the road of life

Breaking through the roadblocks of strife

Yet, revelations seem to cut like a knife

Thought I meant something to somebody even my wife,

Reflecting upon events that passed

Do we ever arrive at a conclusion at last?

We are so small in a universe so vast

Too many reasons to fly the flag at half mast,

Still the question I ask

Does reality wear a mask?

Who are those fools I should take to task?

Brandy in a crystal flask,

The pomposity of the elite

The unceremonious air they secrete

Self-delusional specter of their conceit

We long for the day of their final defeat,

Thought I meant something to somebody

Family, friends, or the great deity

As the world consumes itself in a frenzy

Nothing is fair nothing is free,

Only contemplation gives me this luxury

Wounded thoughts and satellite imagery

The joys, regrets, and irony of being a non-dignitary

Leaving me suspicious and wary,

I was once a prince of the contradiction

Now paying the price dutifully without benediction

Chemistry with a goddess of deviation

The curse of sin and the resulting deprivation.