Astray

Dark is the path that we tread

Searching for meaning in the faint glow of light

Turning away at the slightest obscenity

Cringing at our own marvelous acts

Little do we care for the ordeal others go through

So hell bent on carving our own way

Leaving destruction in our wake

Surely it is unwise to wander so far from home

We are lost, aren’t we?