What has its worth, have we learned naught?

That the things that matter are fruitful but cannot be bought?

This sunny world is but a bleak one,

and we have no reason with a purpose

What has its worth?

 

Believe what you will!

The world standing still.

But you can never get your fill.

The worst is...

You will never know what its like

to lose your sense of time

to just forget the world and be as you are

to forget that the things you buy, you cant stride.

To sail the celestial seas, free from disparagement...

 

You've been bought!

And sold for naught,

not a penny, not a dime, and both are a crime,

only worth your time..

and they are inherently worthless

as you are!

Or so they would want you to believe.

 

And who is they, the infamous they?

You are they-they are you!

Remove yourself from your veracity.

 

What has its worth?

Our worthless trepidations?

More questions than answers,

only to know nothing

and wanting to be something.

Soul searching to find another you

for debts that cannot be due.

 

By the dagger, by the sword

which shall cross your word?

If it were honest...

Force and will, the world stands still.

It need not be.

we've forgotten our history

 

As our people remain in depravity, you should know...

Another world is possible,

another place is tangible,

and you know it, somewhere...

 

So, what has its worth?