I see confident people around me
Who have figured it all out
Life’s bucket and checklist
The job, insurance, taxes, savings
First home, second home
Third getaway home maybe
The blueprint clear in their heads
There would be assets, things
And family playing their perfect parts
A big happy picture on the wall of life
They know they will get nice funerals
Maybe memorials, epitaphs too
I see all kinds of people around me
Well, who seem to have
Figured it all out
Their days line up
In a disciplined manner
One following the next
Smart alecs – they know
How to cease the moment
They know their politics too
They know whom to hate
Whom to other, games to play
All rules of the game
But then they can’t imagine
Others imperfect lives
With mouths to be fed, roofs to be fixed
Neither do they realise
Beauty and Fragility of life
Stupidity of their whole game
Modern Sisyphus seems happy
Happy to be a smiling cog in the wheel
Turning and turning, without the toil
I see people pretend
They have figured it all out
Even as their world falls apart
They can’t imagine
Someone’s home being razed
Children being killed and maimed
Chaos only comes home
When their lives get disrupted
And the grand plan derails
Like natural cycles
Disasters seem to have a purpose
To restore our hopes, dreams and ideals
It takes an effort to live and love
We somehow miss this simple fact
Till our homes become empty cages
I see people around me
Who seem to have all figured out
Their todays, tomorrows and dayafters
Except for the bits which need love
Compassion and understanding
Except for the fixing, we know everything!
Then the cycle repeats
With fresh blue prints
Which erases yours and mine!
Mad Decadence 