Tonight, the walls of the tavern
Echoed with wild ideas.
Some said that man needed to change his ways
Or nature would destroy him.
Others said change was inevitable
And proceeded to vomit on the floor.
Some said life was a joke,
Others, a riddle.
But no one was laughing,
And no one had any intellect to spare.
Using words they didn't know the meanings of,
Men contradicted themselves so many times
It was impossible to know who they really were.
I tried not to judge, and in so doing,
Felt horrible about myself.
I left, reeling, exhausted,
But with so much confusion, how could I sleep?
Drunk and out of my mind,
I needed answers.
Hoping to find some,
I went knocking on my own door.
Alas! No one was home.
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