Often confusing

joe

There's no glory in glory,
No more, no soul in this gory,
Existence, at the end of empires,
Witnessing their falls.
Disillusioned another age ends,
Rules snapped laws broken and days bent,
Within this scene we set,
Runs the story, don't fret,
The epic of defiant joe.
Never had a letter capital,
For none who had capital,
Cared for this cog in the machine,
In the land of misbegotten dreams.
Death makes us all remembered,
And so did it with our protagonist,
The story of us all joes.
Forgotten, but remembered,
For in the end we share the same,
Fate, the same names, the same game,
Who can forget the mundane,
When they are the fun drained.
One day,
When all are dead will we,
Forget, but still,
The metal skulls of factories in lakes,
Will tell the tale,
Of all us joes and janes.