Purpose

Life as a fad,

Purpose a malignant myth,

The arrogant banker and the sorrowful Syrian,

Both dizzily orbiting to an infinite oblivion,

Both an extreme manifestation of the mathematics of life,

Indifferent numbers the god,

That assigns to them their spins,

Not without an unfathomable formula for fatality,

Cancer or chemicals?

Cocaine or drone?

Stress or suppression?

The numbers don't ask the questions,

They're indifferent to these insignificants.