Juxtaposed

To what do you not drive

Mortal hearts

Accursed hunger for gold?

Cheaply bought, but deadly sold

With new light they shine on through

On fields of shredded goals

Reap crop of clinging hope

Harvest our brave new world

Ancient woe, be gone

Foul illusions of better life

Compared to what, I ask

Does this truth of life coerce?

Juxtaposed they are not

Worth a single glance