This endless march forwards,
when will it ever stop?
Will we ever take a break
and enjoy what we have?
Everything gets buried
beneath the sands of time,
so much beauty left behind;
why do we sneer and scoff
at those who want to look back?

Is it all to live longer,
or perhaps try for forever?
More are living but
are we really living more?
We all have more stuff and things
but have we discovered how to make happiness
or have we forgotten how it was made?

We are always marching forwards
but not even watching our steps.
Do we even know where we are
or where it is we are going?


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