Happiness is so threadbare
In 2017
When conversation disappears
Like handsets that were cordless
Happiness is so threadbare
In 2017
When all youve got, whether real or not
Must be instagrammed regardless
So many old friends and relatives once
Revolved within our space
Theyd make it clear, they were near and dear
And we'd approbate their mission
We couldnt stand their meddling but now that they are gone
We're bored to death, and out of breath
Pursuing some vague possession
Cigarettes and fizzy drinks, a dawdle and some sport
A silverscreen, a magazine and loads of idle chatter
Guarded views about the world, and cautious with our hopes
Kept it straight, left the rest to fate and started getting fatter
Happiness , so threadbare,
In 2017
Is a weekend binge, where fluids impinge
On a sympathetic bladder
For Happiness , so threadbare,
In 2017
We’re over exposed, and juxtaposed
On an asymptotic ladder..
Participate in marathons, make forays to a gym
How glad you feel, as you watch your meals
Trim excess mass off mirrors
Look sharper for the camera, as you fish for self-esteem
A compliment from a facebook friend
Makes a stranger that much dearer
You get an education, for whatever it is worth
Get into groove and your career moves like thixotropic jelly
Stumble through the work years, careening back and forth
From notional highs to humble pies and a dose of machiavelli
May happiness be less threadbare
In 2018
Where every day, come what may, is a day worthy of living
May happiness be less threadbare
In 2018
When the relevance of what you have depends on what you’re giving
All aboard this juggernaut, no going back when you are in
No Frequent flights nor sleepness nights
Hair prematurely greying
Living is no afterthought, dont jettison each whim
(And be so) moribund over college funds, that you simply keep on saving...
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