Some Little Thoughts

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

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

Too quickly are life’s lines writ;
Too quickly 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, others judge;
Learning to love: It must be the only right.
Ah! Lovers unite: Be one all day and during the night. 

Shall man ever hear the chimes
Of bells that rang out from his birth?
Shall man ever learn to live in peace,
As do bees only forage to feed their young?
Shall killing stop and love pervade
As Nature intended at life’s dawn?
Shall man admit: I have been wrong?
And then state: Let love and loving be, henceforth, our Armageddon.