Artificiality

Oh the joy of being alive!
of being able to create something so
tangible that not even the slightest wind
can pull it down.

Oh the joy of being alive!
of striving for something better
a future of mankind so bright 
and full of compassion
but what you don’t see 
is the relentless striving for
artificiality.

The massproduction and consumption
fills the void within our hearts
but no matter the striving
the bits and pieces keep falling apart
and there is nothing to do about it 
than lean deeper into the heart.

When trees are falling and streets are burning
the only thing left is the yearning.

Gods gift to mankind was a pure heart
but it has fallen apart
in the relentless striving
for artificiality.