Vanishing Life

As we race along the new highways that bypass our towns and peoples, we no longer have time to smell the roses, see the children playing – not even a smile, a nod of the head or a simple hello.

We race from our bedrooms to the water’s edge not seeing what fills the space, what we passed as we journeyed along.

Oh that time that vanished.

Machines have taken over and are threatening our very souls. We no longer have a pleasant voice at the other end of the phone. Simple instructions – press 1 for the sales department or dial your party’s extension.

We text as we drive and endanger other lives. We answer cell phones while having dinner with others. No time is our own.

Oh the times that are vanishing before our very eyes.

The high walls topped with razor wire – the electronic gates, our self-imposed prisons, protected by “Beware of Bad Dogs – Keep Away From the Gate”. We no longer welcome strangers and our reflections in the mirrors show that we ourselves have become strangers.

We are too busy to stop and say hello. We are too busy doing what we will forget. We are too busy to pay attention to our vanishing lives.

It is now too late. Our lives have vanished before our very eyes.