Oh days! Oh days!
Out into the wilderness they go!
The spaced out Raskolnikovs of the modern world!
What have you to say!?

When life has left you speechless,
numbed your tongue
for ambiguous scenes of deepness,
which lifts the bleakness
from those days that living reaches -
just repeat this:
That the point of life itself may be to expose your strengths
as opposed to weakness.
But you cannot learn from one without knowing
what the other teaches -
The learning's ceaseless -
losses marinate my genius -
Went from nothing, to a fetus – a meat-dish -
to feed this, I need this -
to dying, done, and deedless.
And then you hold on to notions of uniqueness,
'cause how can life go on without no one else to compete with?
... I just dream of sunny beaches...
Seashells and beautiful heretic priestess.

And there it is ladies and gentlemen! Nothing! Nothing to say at all!
Many things to point out but no solutions – Clearly this is sto be ignored.
Oh days! Oh days!