Rat's Entrails

(mid October 2009)
 
Why have I come?
Why did you bring me here?
This land of plenty, this new horizon,
This promise,

So far,
The gold paving is shiny yellow,
Blue skies are tinted grey,
Riches are just multiples,
The grass is greyer,
And I am left alone again.

Such adversity I face,
To win is yet to lose,
To be better is still worse,
To have improved is fallacy,
How much longer?

My suspicions,
My feelings were right.
I followed a rat,
To its den,
And now I eat its entrails,
And think of better,
In another.