To Each His Own

Why do we cast our eyes from one to another …
but only to those who nod in kind …
with eyes averted …
from what is common among us?

To each his own …
Oh, what a world …
Oh, what a world …

Hate finds objectivity …
an equal opportunity pervades all.
Tears are subjective …
seeking comfort in the cognate.

To each his own …
Oh, what a world …
Oh, what a world …

The resurrection of the attention to detail …
concerning the discerning …
respective of irrespective …
Do we weep in unison in chromatic sobs of a sigh?

To each his own …
Oh, what a world …
Oh, what a world …

Mind the possessive nature …
to hold near …
to hold dear …
what’s mine is mine and
what’s yours is yours …

What we all know and choose to forget …
what this world has come to …
What has this world come to?

To each his own …
Oh, what a world …
Oh, what a world …