Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Eyes Off the Floor

We are such a selfish nation. (Harsh, I know.) In general, humans tend to lean toward the mindset of looking out for only themselves and going through life in a way that will most benefit them. But America especially--it is so overwhelming to take a step back and realize just how self-absorbed and, even egotistical, we have become. We carry out our routines, glancing away whenever there is pain or suffering. We have convinced ourselves that, if we don't think about it, than it won't be there anymore. But that doesn't work, does it? In our own country, our own state, our own city...my own university campus--there is such a need for the love of Christ, and yet I look away. I don't really know how to express what I am feeling. But I write best in music form--here it is.

"Surely we are,
more quality than this,
truly we have,
a soul left to live,
the braces and beckonings,
the call to stand strong,
fall by the wayside,
our dust travels on,

where are the good fellows,
our stellar humane race,
so verbal of character,
yet lacking in grace,
survival of fittest,
overcomes the upright,
eyes on the floor,
out of mind,
out of sight,

we beat and we bellow,
perfecting our art,
so focused so inward,
never caring to part,
the selfish ambitions,
that carry us through,

meanwhile the world,
is waiting on you."

-Ansley