They, me and the state

They sing the Dance of Death
For me it’s the Band of Boredom
They call it a sense of Ennui
For me it’s the essence of existence

When for them it’s the awakening
State of Lethargy is for me
And for them it’s a tough fight
An easy recipe for me

There are words eaten by them
Mine are free-flowing and endless
They seem in a state of urgency
It’s a delayed duty for me

They think its Gender Differences
It’s Wavelength Difference for me
They know it’s beyond their etiquette
But a call of protocol for me

For them it may be just a thing
Like a world it’s for me
Then it’s a small step for them
But a wide gap it is for me