Another day
Slips away,
Another year
Disappears,
Another lifetime
Drifts into oblivion.
Always running,
Always busy,
Exhaustingly frantic,
Frantically exhausted.
Always
Distracted by
Something,
Distracted by
Nothing,
Distracted by
Our search for
Distraction.
You blink and it's
Thanksgiving,
You turn around and
Christmas has passed,
You rest your eyes and
Another Summer
Has come and gone.
We bow down,
We prostrate ourselves,
Before Mammon
And his
Hedonistic hordes,
We abandon ourselves to
The mind-numbing monotony,
We deny
Eternity
By our
Daily pursuits.
Rush through the
Work day
To get to the
Weekend
Until you
Retire
Or
Expire.
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