A keen sense of loss,
Intense is the desolation,
Dreary seems the world,
I’m going through the motions.
The motions that are necessary,
If you want to call yourself alive,
Though I do wonder what use is life,
When it’s just meant for pain and strife.
Or is one meant to,
Conquer all and emerge a hero?
What use is such analysis,
If the only denominator is zero?
The zero that begets infinity,
An infinity of life and death,
And whatever goes in between,
A recurring chain of binary!
All human lives and actions,
Replaced with zero and one,
That I see no exceptions,
Similar patterns, unique none!
Now I see the code of life,
Everything is suddenly clear,
There’s no pain or strife anymore
Only the path to action!