Fast Lane Living

Hurry scurry,

Hurly burly,

Rush and crush,

Never a moment,

In which to rest,

Not enough time,

To watch the sun set,

Off to work before the sun rises,

A mad dash to nowhere,

A rat race,

Fighting, biting,

Devouring one another,

Chasing a mirage in a circle,

Arriving exhausted,

Where we were this morning,

Wondering why we’re discouraged,

Then off again,

To do it all over,

Another day older

Are we any wiser?

© 2011 Vic Jones