What Did We Do

Sunshines and the sound break

warning of yet another day of toil.

What dreams will this day foil

amidst all other heartaches?

He comes for me, my one last task

and I welcome that visit.

The release I seek, but can I get it,

it never comes for me, not too fast.

Wearily wedging on,

the sun's positions change.

Then it's nearly nightfall, the sun sets in final faze,

and before the blinking of an eye, its' light is gone.

Darkness abounds around the land,

the night dwellers crawling from their holes.

Saddest of the lonely creatures, so few have any goals,

and yet they are the future, the future of man.

Thought not did we,

a world we would leave.

Pondering such a future might heart's forced to grieve,

and seeing how lost they are I wonder what's to be?

Thought more we should have done,

not worried about the futures yet to be.

Across all of the oceans and all of the sea,

we should have thought more instead of focusing on fun.

Thought wrong we did,

our lives so trivial.

We knew not what was real,

our lives so sordid.

Thought sooner, why didn't we?

Now like rats we all prepare.

We look to no future here, but to one in the air.

I wonder what's really to be.

Old ones have lived long and plentiful lives,

now I await with the rest of them.

Worried of the future and what'll happen to him,

hoping and praying he manages and thrives.

Thought harder we should all have,

readied the world for tomorrow.

Failed we did to prevent such horrible sorrow,

Thought harder, we all should have...