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?