Midnight musing/ midnight madness

We tread invisible egg shells

In our imaginary palace

Reality is slipping away from me like starlight

Humans have built their own gilded cage

The fabric of society is fake

Built on slavery and explotation

They gave life a price and called it capitalism

The earth beneath my feet feels manmade

Less and less of the world remains real

Need I travel to mars or Antarctic or the bottom of the sea

To find myself

Human lives revolve around the superficial

Humans were too advanced for this world;

We couldnt just live, breed, survive

We had to destroy, create, strive

For some invisible perfection

The universe has no agenda

So why do we