Money in good measure, still an uncalm displeasure
No time for leisure, peace of mind an unknown treasure
Faster than all hypersonic creations
there goes gods creation or whoseevers.
Forced into meeting their ends, afraid of failure
Free-will lost in the dark, running for someone elses pleasure,
Waiting for not a second to see why he cant slow down, there goes my dear friend,
Mr Mankind wearing his daily frown.
Sights forgotten, voices lost in the crowd,
Dont look outside, look inside and think aloud
The earth aint end today, my brotherein, have a chat with me,
Take a full turn and the tranquil self u will be.
Am I walking slow, Am I the only sane, Am I growing old,
Is the world fading away, or is it me, will the truth unfold
Should I carry on or join them, run and scream or stop and feel
I guess there is peace where I am, so I go on with the tide.
For now I wait for someone who thinks alike and then I will take my ride.Labels: About mankind's run as if there was no tomorrow