Could it be?

You make me wonder
Toss and turn in incubi
Of doubts, phantasmata
Of your raving cynicism
Carousing over corpses
Murdered by sardonic
Grimaces you generously
Bestow upon the living
Striving to ignore the rancour
Eating you up inside.
Disillusioned by illusions
You are unable to remember
You ever had, finding strength
In flaws of others, vindicating
Your apathy by condemning
Actions of those who try.
Eliciting collective shame
You eloquently belabour
On the many reasons why
You uphold the unworthiness
Of contemptible humanity
Rejecting notions of redemption
Lambasting the beauty to which
You are deliberately blind.
You proudly corroborate
Our doom vouching nature
Would be better off deprived
Of our existence, pinning
Your hopes on our extinction.
You make me wonder,
Whether my marvel springs
From hallucinations,
The unity I sense
Merely a perception
Of a hidden profound wish
My mind ingeniously confuses
For a reality that transcends it.
Could it be?
[Featured painting: Diogenes of Sinope by Jules Bastien-Lepage, 1873]
Diogenes of Sinope (c. 404-323 BCE) was a Greek Cynic philosopher best known for holding a lantern in daylight to the faces of the citizens of Athens claiming he was searching for an honest man.