Selfish Pursuits

There was a dying man on the ground with his eyes to the sky.
His wife knelt beside him with tears of sorrow ready to cry.
Time had travelled past them eroding away their roots,
As mankind was absorbed in purely selfish pursuits.

An old woman now stands alone unable to carry on.
A radio blasts from a car with a deafening song.
Never ending traffic take the breath from her lungs,
As children run past with foul swearing tongues.

Another age has just died and past backward into time.
A newer one pushes forward eager to be the first in line.
Old values are abandoned along with old-fashioned truths,
As mankind is absorbed in purely selfish pursuits.

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