Forever Fallacies

70 degrees
A warm sun, sweat drip down from brows, is all they see
Relentlessly
Digging holes to construct a brand-new whole city
Inadequacies
Man-made issues, solved with man-made machinery
Fictitiously
Envisioning visions where they’re truthfully free
But they’re hollow
They’re never free

70s disease
War-torn victors lie alongside those born to flee
Aggressively
Completing useless competing activities
Retail industries
Fulfillment by buying everything to be
Deceivingly
The void growing larger than looming tall trees
But they’re hollow
They’re never free
They’ll never be free

70^th Street
A place to find a home and call one’s life complete
Whatever to please
Tangible or intangible, material feats
Never to cease
Thinking these efforts are immaterial defeats
These efforts are failures to the Nth degree
Relentlessly
Deceivingly
Feelings of greatness combat feelings so empty
But they’re hollow
They’re never free
They’ll never be free
They’ll never be set free

Trapped
With possessions and experiences
Which one will make me complete?
How I could never see
I would never be free
I will never be free
And with my unchanged attitude, outlook, and behavior
I am undeserving
Of anything past
Merely fleeting