We're All Adults, Right?A Poem by realmwriter And so does humanity exsist, blind to its folly. We continue to wallow in our collective self pitty and think there is no way out. We continue to grope for a brick while the wall is coming down. We continue to grasp at straws while the wolf is at our door and the door is nolonger there. We continue to build with sticks and we are cutting down the forest one twig at a time. Humanity is in the drivers seet and the car is about to crash. All the while mankind seeks a faster car, a bigger better house or a more seeworthy vessal to sail. We seek to bolster ourselves with things and not with that wich will truly inrich us. We believe ourselves rich behond measure and we don't even know what rich really is. Our greed is taking us down the road that leads to hell and we go willingly. When will we stop all of this and see what we have done? When I ask you, when? I would be willing to bet that our children know the answer, we just don't listen. Afterall we are the adults, right? © 2011 realmwriterAuthor's Note
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Added on August 3, 2011Last Updated on August 23, 2011 AuthorrealmwriterHarrison, ARAboutYou know, I can write about almost any subject, in poetic form and even an ocasional short story, but I find it most difficult to write about myself. I am an artist at heart and will use whatever m.. more..Writing
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