Midnight lounge of loud musique
you take off with your haphazard thoughts
it is never easy to recuperate your valor
from the apathy you have received
you tried so hard not to
lose yourself to the growing antipathy.
Signs of incipient inertia speak for
your resistance of being pliant to
everything and everyone
your silent pathos never regails others
Once bitten twice shy
life lessons have you dawn on the reality
no restitution of emtional trauma will help you
countervail your foes, the snobs, a blindfolded herd of sheep
So you dress up and return to the masquerade
take time to work on your own reconnaissance
and pray you revive audacity to stand on your feet
even if it is to be against the whole world.