Click, Clunk, Thump !!!
The initiation of motion,
Rolling, tugging, slowly,
We begin to move.
Picking up pace now,
The force of nature resists,
But we have overcome,
To mollify her powerful grip.
As we arrive to speed,
Guided by parallel lines,
The world that I knew,
Has altered, somewhat, somehow.
The views so very precious,
Become snapshots in my mind,
Whilst the miles pass along,
Following where we've been.
Could it be believed,
That life becomes this train ?
We're sure that there is movement,
Though have no clue to where.
Because we lack attention,
Don't always face ahead,
And lose our orientation,
We could be going backwards !!!
Time seems, to be happy,
that we continue ever on,
I'm told it waits for no-one,
Because that is life's plan.
Yet we are here to witness,
The history that we make,
But is our progress forward,
Could we really come to know ?
To me it seems so obvious,
We had fallen asleep awhile,
Our progress becomes, regress,
As we count another mile.
Why don't we try to focus,
To forge our way ahead ?
The past becomes a confidant,
But we fail to hear its voice.
Our world I see in vortex,
As we spin out of control,
Come back ! Come back !
The shout goes forth,
We've still a way to go.
The past's our map,
Let's not ignore its light,
And a future we'll create..........
Shall we not fall asleep, that our journey be known to all.
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