Sometimes I Wonder

Sometimes I wonder, other times I know.
Is life a charade, is it all for show?
Or is there more to everything
Than the facades which we present?
A meaning to all the blathering
And vulgarities failing to relent?
Sometimes I wonder, other times I know.
Are we living in some fading afterglow?
Though life is absolutely wonderful
And every day miracles occur
Sill the world grows ever more skeptical
And self centered and morally unsure.
Sometimes I wonder, other times I know
That so much in the world is heading
In the direction it ought not to go.