Analysis of Nothing Had

From nothing leaves nothing.
Noticeably in abundance missed.
And this...
Nothingness,
To declare once had to have...
Has changed from what it was.
Heard to hear say,
Celebrated with merriment and joy.
With fireworks and flags to wave.

And continuing this very day,
Are those to argue.
Over what from them had been taken away.
A greatness to imitate it faked.
Now to wish their pretensions had been,
More influential to convince...
A nothing had has sustained value.
If the fiction of it,
Stays immortalized to worship...
What is symbolized to idolized,
A likeness of this picked heroic image.
In re-enforced concrete, marble.
And stainless steel.

'For what purpose?'

'To create high paying union jobs,
For hired maintenance workers.
And that is what it takes,
To make what is fictioned great!'

'But...
What about reality?
Where is it?'

'In those checks.
The maintenance workers get to cash.
Every two weeks with reliable benefits.'

'Okay!
But what is really valued kept to have?'

'A good paying job.
A place to go to know it theirs.
Whenever they choose to nap or sleep.
Peacefully.
Food to eat and sex to have.
Provided by a willing and happy mate.'

'You miss my point.'

'And neither do we share,
A relationship that prioritizes...
What reality is that meets to satisfy,
The taste to keep my appetite...
Enjoyably digested.
That to miss,
Will not be scratched off the top of my list.
Get it or not...
This is my truth and reality.
Nothing had I've had enough of many times.

To know this with cupboards bare,
Being philosophical...
Pays not a bill.
Nor 'make-it not-eth',
What I crave go away!
Do we,
Kinda...
Understand each other?'

'I...uh...you...
Took this to a whole different level.'

'Aren't all levels connected to one reality?
One undeniable truth no one can avoid?