**Inspired by J.J. Rousseau & the Marquis de Sade
Our earthly joys are almost,
Without exception,
Just creatures of a moment.
I doubt whether any of us
Knows the meaning of lasting happiness,
Or where the fruit of our fathers grows.
Even in our greatest pleasures
Rarely does there come a moment
In which our hearts could honestly say,
"I want this moment to last forever."
How can we give the name of happiness
To such a fleeting state
That leaves us empty and anxious
Thinking that life is great
I need a simple opportunity
To self-medicate
And leave this thing called happiness
On someone else's plate.
Justice only comes to those
Honest about emotion
Just creatures of a moment
I doubt whether any of us
Truly keeps the fate of the weak
When are hearts are so damn strong.
How can we give the name of happiness
To such a fleeting state
That leaves us empty and anxious
Thinking that life is great
I need a simple opportunity
To self-medicate
And leave this thing called happiness
On someone else's plate.
Why do we hide from these truths
Why do we seek redemption
Why can we not just leap in bounds
From one heart to another
Let's give this thing called happiness
A chance.