Fallen

Fallen
By Andrew Moravick

Foolishly frivolous fraught with futility
Life has become. Death deviously grins
Killing not only us with effortless continuity,
But also our minds in our stupefying sins.

Destructive distractions divert our attention
Away from our inner potential. We are lost
In insignificant enjoyments. Our one intention
Is to please ourselves at our own soul’s cost.

Stubbornly suicidal, society sells its sustenance
To succeed. Abandoned have we our intellect
And as animals we breed. We are in a trance,
Hypnotized so our own purposes we reject.

So far have we fallen from an intellectual stage,
Oblivious to our ignorance, this is our darkest age!