When a nation goes down, or a society perishes, one condition may always be found; they forgot where they came from. They lost sight of what had brought them along.
Carl Sandburg
American Writer & Editor, best known for his poetry
COMPLACENCY
When life has become so typical
And days just pass us by
We fail to even notice the sun has set
It is too redundant to watch it rise
While autumn leaves are falling
After the colors decorated the landscape
It was lost to all our senses
While on mindless habits we'd concentrate
When was the last time we remembered
The roots from which we evolved?
Has it been too long since our hearts beat faster
Seeing the world where we are involved?
How many pasts are forgotten
In the rat race we choose to run?
Will we die never having noticed
All the wonders that have come and gone?
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