DOES IT REALLY MATTER?

Another year has passed
Unseen I sit and watch it go
Observing the multitudes
Frivolously parading
Inebriated smiles
And fire-cracker laughter
Toasts to good cheer
Reciting a song
Otherwise forgotten
Unthinking into another year
Of business as usual
A tired vision despoiled
Of how to make another million
How to save another million
How to climb and clamber
Onto the backs of the downtrodden billions
To mark the progress
Of indiscriminate destruction
Distractedly focused
Making resolutions
Clutching desperately
Onto the re-used wishes
Taken out and dusted
And polished by a new speech writer
At the end of each new year.