There is no meaning
to our
current suffering,
and
no nobility in it.
All those who die,
die in vain.
And all those who live,
live in the misery and darkness
of the myths they
create,
the
conspiracies
of blood and silence,
their
inability to doubt
their own faiths,
when doubt
is what they need most.
When doubt is what they need most,
they cling in
flocks
to idiotic certainties.