Expectations
You know what?
It's a brand new day!
One more chance to get it right.
What IT is, I haven't a clue,
and you know what?
Neither do you.
We all wander
in and out of daze,
hardly aware
of our rathood in the maze.
We each look searchingly
into each others eyes
hoping to find the answers
to our whys.
Those that have the temerity
to state
that they know the way,
we elevate
to gurus and priests
and potentates.
Then we are shocked
after scandal and disaster
that they are as clueless
as we.
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