A virus exists in our society,
It’s in our system, because our lives are too hasty.
It dwells, it breathes, it may kill our desires.
We no longer are satiated with small pleasures,
Since ignorance has become a way of life.
We push ourselves beyond our human abilities,
Mocking the purpose of being alive.
Everyday is like a ritual to survive.
We seek happiness in our materialistic endeavors.
And drown our sorrows over, like sour grapes.
Our life is a drowning pessimism,
Our attitude to life gets stranger each day,
Happiness is an illusion of the previous day,
Today is tomorrow, even before you can blink.
Life doesn't simplify, problems just multiply.
Everyday seems to be similar,
Not one day different than the other.
Routine doesn't let us break away.
We hardly mind that and play a pretense...
Blaming ourselves all the time and hoping it exchanges.
Life is a test, testing our lives everyday of our life.
From the first breath to our dying breaths.
In between is existence and feeding it with survival.
It has much more to offer,
And we excuse ourselves when its being offered.
We need to step back and enjoy the ride,
Pause a bit from our routine.
Life's beauty isn't enough for a lifetime.
Living everyday is what matters, all the time.
