Trip to a third world country

It's capricious of me
to think that life moves on
without giving a second thought
to the things we have lived and done.

So you tell me,
would you be able to sleep at night
even though your conscience weighs down
your pillow so hard
that you might as well sleep without one?

For it's your own doing
of choosing and brewing
these feeling of exasperation
towards the lights and flickers
of society's plight.

So wither
and hither forth
towards your new beginning
at some far off port
where your emotions all get sucked
into the black hole in your soul
and you forget the eyes of the bored.