We live in a time where nothing has meaning
No lasting beauty remains
Only the "now", get it quickly and easy
Only a thirst that no thrill can quench
Ever as the joys of life evade us
And we in turn just try to flee....

The lie is truth and truth is a pack of lies,
Ugliness takes the form of beauty
That we once possessed within ourselves.
Where are the days where a simple thing was all we needed
And when you were exited you would've blushed?
Where are the days where we had a little humanity within us,

Some kind of humility?
The time when a human could really appriciate
The complexity yet simplicity
of life.