We are racing to nowhere and
It is no surprise that we are gaining
Once there we will react
Sit down, order coffee and stare
No purpose, no intent
Just normal reaction to insidiousness
A smoldering fire, slowly burning out
Repeating what has been repeated before
Dejection is the lonely outcome
We see it too often in a place
Where joy and gratefulness should prevail
We cannot see; we cannot think beyond now
Are sequestered by ourselves into
A frustrated and lonely state
Excellent at finding fault, but
Very slow with the proposal of solutions
Jack London said it best
Rather than the aforementioned smoldering
He would rather be a blazing comet
Flashing across the sky for just a few moments
Having some form of meaning is everything
Some measure of success is necessary
To give us a feeling of belonging and
Save us from the scourge of emptiness
Too many of us are resolute
Unwilling to change for any reason and
Then dismayed when they missed
The last train to somewhere
Throw it all away, I say
The blame, frustration and idleness
Throw yourself into life and its nuances
Start singing “What a Wonderful World”
Stanski
Sept 5, 2025, ^
Steve Haarman 