What is the reason? So many ask
For life’s bleak, eternal task.
A phantom and elusive grail;
With blighted pilgrims, doomed to fail.
Morose and mundane.
Of pathways in vain.
Brutal and futile,
Cruel and unjust.
Ending in dust.
The death mask of this labyrinth world,
Lies heavily on the eyes.
See the paradox of time unfurled
And breathe, as perception dies.
Capture a moment.
Burn in its length.
Flashing with strength.
Step forward to the searing light,
Embrace the hallowed fire,
In blind defiance of Vulcan’s might
Mount the funeral pyre.
Branching fate, I surrender to thee,
And laugh at the path of absurdity.