Rollercoaster

I watch the world go by
Dragging all of us along in it's wake.
Beautiful. Dangerous.
(It's killing us. Someone hit the brakes.)

I watch the pretty cars speed by, 
sleek and powerful,
Flashy red and subtle black.
(They'll kill us someday, too.)

I watch the people, 
alive but not living, 
striving after wind.
(They're dying inside, slowly bleeding.)

I watch the birds
free to fly where ever they choose
High above a greying world
(We're taking their choices. They've 
nothing to lose.)
 
I watch the trees, as they age. 
They decorate my desk. 
(Its rather morbid.)
 
I watch the sky, as it colors.
Blue, and pink, and white, and hints of brown.
(The brown is fully ours.)

I watch our technology advance,
marvel at mans ability.
We're living better than ever before.
(Yet still dying.)

I watch a child grow
He learns and laughs and plays
Then he attends school.
(Innocence lost.)

We'll weather it all. What else can we do?
We'll struggle through life looking for something better
and never finding it, because it doesn't exist,
because it's HERE and not THERE.
And our children will wonder what exactly were we searching for
that consumed all our time (time rightfully theirs),
and they'll go searching for it as well.
 
Life is like a rollercoaster.

Watch out for the puke.