Critical mass
Times were once
When we could
Find ourselves by
Looking at each other
Times were once
That we could find
Ourselves by looking
At our surroundings
Times were once
But no longer
No longer do we find
The simple path from
One end to the other
Just because
No more go the days of ease
Now is a time of critical mass
Now we would be lucky
To find our selves
Chris McQueeney 1-13-15
Times were once
When we could
Find ourselves by
Looking at each other
Times were once
That we could find
Ourselves by looking
At our surroundings
Times were once
But no longer
No longer do we find
The simple path from
One end to the other
Just because
No more go the days of ease
Now is a time of critical mass
Now we would be lucky
To find our selves
Chris McQueeney 1-13-15
3 comments:
to find ourselves among all that we have amassed....perhaps that is the problem...we are trying to find ourselves...but in stuff...and not the right things...
sweet write.
Happy Day.
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