there's something so serious yet so unserious about life. like what do you mean you will go through the worst bit of pain and sorrow ever and then wash it all away with a mcchicken from mcdonalds
in mortal depth, where sorrows crawl,
life burdens us, a weight for all.
the heart feels heavy, locked in chain.
a quiet ache, a sharper pain.
but in the dark, a flame takes flight,
a McChicken, warm, pure delight.
a bite, some crunch, a welcome cheer.
suddenly, the hurt feels clear.
lifeβs absurd, a twist, a bend,
but joy is found, and we ascend.
through chaos, sorrow, peace we find,
in simple moments, ease of mind.