Endless Absurdity

A poem partially inspired by Camus.

The chains have all been loosened,
And yet they still remain.
The plastic faces feed us
The caring that they feign.

No room to think,
Slave to the ink,
The system has long been awry.
Cut free the net,
Choose to forget,
The last revolution is nigh.

The cosmos stretch on, endless;
The fabric has been torn.
You're a stranger to this world
The moment you are born.

Strict dominion,
Trained opinion:
Such things will impede freedom's flow.
Cut off the fraud,
Strike down the God,
Embrace only that which you know.

Look around and you will see
The construct is a fake.
For there is no true meaning
But meaning that you make.