CONDENSED ENRICHMENT

The sum total of all experiences seen as condensed enrichment

of sand in life's time-turner would be explosive to say the least

There would be emotions lying on emotions like stratified earth

Sorrows and fears forcefully abbreviated by fresh arriving dirt

And what of the colours, the rainbows that coalesce on the smudgy palette,

chained, confined, so that a universal grey is presented to the world

Hiding all that what makes us humans, human

Flowers lying crushed by the weight of the mundane and the ordinary

unable to flourish in an environment of barbed wire

Erected by the rulers of modern society

And within this playground, this ideal ornamental cemetery

We exist as a byline, ticker-tape news that flows incessantly

moving from East to West, following the Sun and then disappearing

Leaving others to add volumes of commentary to our existence

Its merits and demerits analysed and pie - charted

By experts and charlatans in the study of the departed

Never giving thought to what you have got but instead what you have lost

The now, the present, the chances on offer every second

That butterfly past us in moments, not reckoned

and instead of living life like someone constantly threatened

Open your eyes to what is and tarry not on what was

The Gods of your Universe will continue to make it revolve

around and around forever, and ever  but the question is ... will you evolve?