In The Pursuit Of Pleasure

The winds of change are blowing, The end is at hand , they said . Is it another revolution, a dictator , Or another freedom fighter? Is it a super power readying for war , Or another terrorist , another bomb ?

The daily papers are rife with news , Of unsafe streets, of ravaged young girls , Burgled homes , crimes of passion and greed . We shut our minds, stopped the papers , Buried our heads and continued our race , In the pursuit of pleasure.

Is there fire raining from the sky , Perhaps a tsunami from the melting ice ? Or an earthquake, another tornado? Maybe it is that plague from hell ? But we didn’t care , as we ran our race , In the pursuit of pleasure.

There were whispers of a deadly enemy, A virus invisible to the eye . Disguised in love , they said it could kill , With a kiss , a hug or even a touch . Social distancing, became the new chant . Fear lurked in the eyes of mankind , Yet, we didn’t halt our pursuit of pleasure.

Who is to fault us our single minded , Pursuit of pleasure, in life’s cruel race ? Have we not suffered many a tragedy, Ridden many a storm ? Who can say we cannot drown in The comforting indifference? Who can say we have had enough? But we ask,, is this the end ?

Now with our freedom lost , Still looking for those moments of joy . Our wings cut our pursuit crushed, Our families scattered, our career gone , Are we going to wither away , Like those flightless birds ? Is the choice still ours, I wonder ?

The answer lies surely within each of us ! Let‘s choose to emerge from this scourge, Victorious, stronger than we were before. With our skills and talents honed , Let us like the Phoenix rise , With a collective conscience to , Benefit the world , to sustain life .

Let’s come together to rebuild, To help humanity see another day .