Shades of Truth

I am, yet I am not. I am what you want. Not what you've got. Needs be not an essential concern. Gander at the engendered apathy of the masses. There are some young classes who certainly do overestimate their own self-worth. Empty of consideration, technical with their mirth. These individuals pursue an empty purview of futile and venal attempts. Wreaking with the unabashed sincerity of a rodeo clown or a junkyard poodle held upon a great chain, barking until the large jawed terror with no name takes his place behind the verbose refrain. Play all day until hope becomes lame. This sad display interwoven within the interplay of the body and the mind. Maybe one day we will figure it out. But for today, I still pray.