Another day gone,

Amongst all gone days —

Like spent money that you can never get back.

Most of the time, it's not worth the price —

In fact, it's not worth anything at all.

Yet we kill,

Steal,

Lie...

Not only to ourselves,

But to each other.

And for what? 

Most of us who have anything to spend,

Or the time to spare

Never do so wisely.

Because there is no organized chaos...

Just pointless vanity and greed run amok.