Some Little Thoughts

Too fast does the future fade;
Too fast comes the evening breeze;
Too quickly does the sun descend;
Too short is man’s love of a friend;
Too fast does our youth fly;
Too fast forgot, a mother’s kiss;
Caring: Too oft so fleeting.
Ah! Lovers’ lips: Too short a-meeting. 

Too fast do the days fly by;
Too fast comes the grey of hair;
Too quickly cools the sun’s rays;
Too short are man’s creative days;
Too fast do coloured birds fly;
Too fast comes the winter’s snow;
Loving: It is life’s only true rhyme.
Ah! Lovers’ arms: Always entwine. 

Too fast are the lines of life writ;
Too fast springs life anew;
Too much new technology runs ahead;
Too little knowledge of humanity, breeding bred;
Too quickly do the drums of life roll on;
Too quickly do we judge another;
Learning to love: It must be the only right.
Ah! Lovers unite: Be one, during the day and the night. 

Shall man ever hear the chimes
Of the bells that rang out at his birth?
Shall man ever learn to live as one,
As do bees, when foraging to feed their unborn young?
Shall killing stop and love pervade, forever,
As Nature intended at life’s dawn?
Shall man admit: I have been wrong; and, still do wrong?
And shall he state at the end of day: Let love and loving be my Armageddon.