So Many Signs, So Little Direction
So Many Signs, So Little Direction Revolving doors, Sucking people In off the street, And spitting others Back out again, Into the cold. Electronic elevators, Raising some up, Taking others Back down. Up or down- It's just the same. Ever busy: Going up and down; In and out; Always on the go. Going nowhere, In such a hurry. More self-help books, Than ways to turn; More recliner chairs, Than time to recline; More clothes to wear, Than closet space. Always more; Never satisfied. Human hunger Knows... Sign in to see full entry.