To Serve Meaning

Meaning must have served you once.
Well, not you in your own life,
But your ancestors, people

Almost entirely like you
Just then starting to create
Meaning in information.

It must have served them, served well.
It still isn’t hurting you
Too much, not by the measures

Of life. Why, just look at you!
Billions and billions of you,
And most of those billions new.

But the relationship’s changed,
Hasn’t it? Somewhere back there,
Meaning went from dependent

To what you depended on
And from there to what you serve.
Just listen to yourselves howl

When your lives feel meaningless,
Begging to know what it means,
To find a little meaning.