What lonely lives we travelers lead
Misbegotten fools we forsake our world
and seek the ‘other’.
The answer to life, the meaning of.
An escape from the ever closer hand of the grim.
What answers we find in the life we lead.
Life passes and we, take quicker note
among an ever changing sea of faces.
Friends, compatriots fly too quickly before our eyes;
We travelers stay is too short so that we, ourselves
are the only continuity.
What cursed lives we travelers lead
Discern the meaning of life
only to rue it.
Traverse the world to discover that we
are the only ones in it.