Adrift

Black tie garment, silver tray

Diamonds gleam a color ray

Applause a shout, a million cries

Accomplishing what no one tries…

 

Or cares to hear, or see or sense

A mindless prose of decadence

Recite for once what no one claims

Effortless, that none defame

 

A silent moment, heard by none

A soulless room, where all have gone

And yet they clap and cheer on end

A paradox, what can it rend?

 

The light gleams on, the moment comes

Accept a prize that none should earn

The meek inherit all the earth

The strong have yet to given birth

 

“Thank you all for what I hold”

Inside, one dies, not having told

To be applauded for having shared

Such rapid death to all who care

 

Adrift in a nameless sea

Entail a gift of faceless past

Grasping on when no one knows

Who we care to be