Solitaire
I searched for love, but all I found was loneliness
behind the masks and ruins of betrayed fidelity
in desperation trying to keep up a smiling face.
I searched for virtue but found none that lasted
and no continuity in promises and vows and faiths.
I searched for purity but there was none
that did not purposely seek out the dirt to wallow in it,
as if purity was only meant to get debased.
I searched for morals but found only double standards,
and where civil courage actually stood up I found it crucified
or, if it managed to survive, neglected and avoided.
I found no love that did not first think of its advantage,
opportunist love that only calculated profits
and no love that was not narcissistic, thinking only of herself.
I found in this world no ideals that were not crushed
and smothered by reality, the world and power
and the bulldozer establishment of ruthlessness and egoism.
I found no spirit that did not strive ultimately for material benefits
and no religion that was basically not just camouflage
for egoism, fanaticism and power greed ambition.
And where was that good will that did not result in only tragedy and evil?
Where was beauty that was not corrupted by the ugliness surrounding it
and drowned by the environmental ruining of everything,
pushed down the drain and trampled on, buried alive?
Where is God, who they say is the only one responsible
for making all this universal mess and keeping it in order?
To these problematic questions you will find one single answer only
in your solitude.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-10-13 at 20:05
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