Thursday, 28 October 2010

twenty first century life

Life moves at break neck speeds

We are left dizzy and whirling

As we grapple to stay on our feet

Whizzing past baby…boy…man.

In the grave

Before I even had time to stand.

To stop, to ponder to stare.

My life is not a stage

And I do not have any more time to spare.

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