Elevator up,

Jolting motion so abrupt.

Did I push rewind?

In slow motion I lost my mind.

Not one single marble did I find-

Just the wreckage left behind.

One big fuzzy blur,

Material obsessions have no cure.

More want rising with more you acquire.

Like gasoline used to put out a fire,

Just feeding the frenzied fury.

How is money so powerful yet filthy dirty.

World revolving endlessly around it,

Driving man to be willing to do anything to get it.

Yet no matter how much we find,

We’re always missing something-we’re always falling behind.

For happiness can’t be bought

Just as common sense can’t be taught.

Rather than clucking your life away,

Try to remember when you wake each day,

He who takes time for granted just gives his life away.

And I know how easy it is to say-step forward,

Only you set your limit-leave no impulse ignored!

 

By: Corrie Pearson