A lost horizon,
A blend of what's been done,
A forgotten people and place,
No name, certainly no face,
No god,
No sense,
No news,
An ignorance we choose,
A sense of duty we lose,
Put it behind,
Imply our apologies,
Make up theologies,
But never right the wrong,
Though it's been so long,
We've had so many chances,
Lost in our trances,
Thinking that thinking is just enough,
When it's not,
So much more is owed,
And so little remorse is showed,
What will reconcile this,
If any such thing exists?
