I am in a world that has transformed from a world of old values and ideals to one of actions alone. Words mean nothing. It is obvious due to the meaningless apologies sent whenever someone is offended. If apologies meant anything they'd be given with meaning, rather than of the sort "I am sorry if you were offended".
As a poet my effort to address the world involves words. Soon I'll have to set myself on fire to draw attention to myself to make my words have value.
Life is good, it is just sometimes a matter of figuring.