The pace of life in America, is getting faster every day,
everyone has lack of patience, and wants everything, out of their way.
The roads have become raceways, most of the time,
without much concern for others, or what the words say on the signs.
Children are growing up to fast, in these modern times,
barely in puberty, and think they are adults in their minds.
So many are caught up in material things,
never knowing why, they are here, or the enjoyment of simple things.
Everything in this life, does not have to be done the fastest way,
have fun learn and spread your knowledge, the door will close soon enough, to end your stay.
Tom Maxwell© 01/31/2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem