Mortal Chatter

Doesn’t matter
The endless chatter, prater, scatter then and now
Battered behind the nine lives no one dare speak of
Holy essence and eternal solitude wouldn’t bless
Our humanity we barely bare
Naked of mistakes, switched and fair


Designated fulfillment went around like a plaque
Stains from mental distance
Performance abandoned on stage


Not that any soul sings down here,
Only fervor chorales the tears
Collapse with hope my dear
An end approaches near