Beautifully Hopeless

We can’t lose ourselves in the wilderness.

We can’t find ourselves in the busy-ness.

We can’t complete ourselves here nor anywhere.

We are beautiful, hopeless, and self-aware.

What a beautiful world,

Yet hiding no answers,

Full of plentiful color,

And smiling hopeless people.

What a beautifully hopeless world.

The noonday sun full of power

Burns the backs of the people below.

The setting sun full of color

Beckons subjects to greet it tomorrow.

Day after day we walk our own way,

Running from ourself, then chasing our shadow.

Night after night in the waning light

We try to make the most of life unhallowed.

Man chasing tomorrow

Is like a dog chasing its tail.

Search for the impossible;

Don’t be surprised when you fail.

Fools are wise; weak are strong.

People compose and sing along.

Light is gone; right is wrong.

We all hope for a better song.

What a beautifully hopeless world!