by Cadence McCracken
(Martinez, CA)
A large-scale perspective can make people wise,
but how are mere emotional humans
to cope with what they then know?
About their own lives and those around them,
the purposelessness, the frivolity,
the infinitesimal, temporary nature of it all –
big picture answers
that can make it all seem pointless
and make the game no fun.
Are drugs and learned indifference
really the only way?
To become jaded
so you may know without pain,
without the truths behind today and tomorrow
haunting you all through the while.
For if one cared they'd ache to change it,
perhaps even try,
and try and try until they learn
what the jaded have already known –
that life will change regardless of us.
The things we try to keep and stop
will change –
and we've got time left to ache
adjust and see it drift again
indifferent of our pleas.
So if this truth must come with pain –
will someone tell me no –
is to become jaded
my only path to go?
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