Two Bandwagons

My soul is too dark but Finnish people love it. The infinite Fins. Night Cowboy of goth that's me in all my glory, riding both wagons. Black-hat dudes give chase They don't understand darkness. Throw large boots at them. Without boots I'm lost, Look, my foot slips terribly, and I am falling. This poem is about the ephemeral nature of human life and it is written in haiku, which you guys are probably too normal to understand. It was invented by the inhabitants of glorious Nippon, birth-place of fish and Sailor Moon. Nightwizard could have written this better but not by much.