they employ:
twisted terminology
& hijacked ideology
    a glue
   for
false comradery
    oh, what a recipe
   for
  a modern Odyssey

(and) the answer?

our only commodity
an endless atrocity
   with
       an
empty apology
   oh, what a comedy
such a self-aware
  philosophy.

Don't worry for the rich man
and,
   don't pay the man who worries

  oh dear, is it not obvious?

     that,

    neither can be enticed
   by the other's way of life.

Often they approach
In their passive strides
Intrigued as to what
But never why.

my mind
coloured
cloudy wet

steam
revealed
anxiety set.

You wear this crown of miseries
  not on your head
  but deep inside your memories

soon,  

  it will find you again
  in a bleak coronation
  to welcome your reign.

stop living your life through others
the journeys of those you create
those are fantasy fodders
and your stories await.