Monotony

Same scene; same birds, flies, insects; same plants, and fall flowers, Sameness has built lasting nests, like small social weavers; Boredom, like ivy creep or jasmine, creeps, and hovers, Tedium grows hooky and sticky like coal-cleavers...! I avoid crowds, yet, see the same faces at the end, Each route I tread toward, the same destiny does tend; Everyone does see; just like me; all feel yet pretend; Who is wrong? Who is right? Who here does ever repent? Compromise is the word they use; with whom? When? What? Why? Conciliation! What? What does this mean? Earth? Oh! Sky? Each way you think is only your way; they seem to say, Confusions and contradictions are trends of the day...! Mono! Boredom so! Tedium! Do they touch your heart? Plunge! Dive! Drown! Come alive! Yet, life is not full of naught!!! 25 October 2021