Isn't it funny
how the credential of talent for fame
has fallen by the wayside;
how true love is true lust
and forces only join
as tragedy propels the warship;
how memory banks are branded Google
and conversations don't stimulate the vocal chords;
how inflation doesn't apply
to a penny for your thoughts,
because who cares anymore;
when words of choice
come with four asterisks;
how you're begging on your knees,
but never for the Lord;
how privacy is a figment of the imagination;
how "I'm sorry" translates to "shut up and forget it;"
how story lines are more recycled
than paper and plastic.
Tell me, if that is so funny dear,
then why am I not laughing?