people have lost their compassion
and love is only to ration
image becoming a passion
out of fashion, out of fashion
.
everyone’s in a big hurry
like insects they run and scurry
to work and back in a flurry
grief and worry, grief and worry
.
running a race that you can’t win
for tolerance has replaced sin
this whirlwind life will make you spin
to our chagrin, to our chagrin
.
empathy lost without a trace
squeezing you out to take your place
suing you in a legal case
this human race, this human race
.
.

The repeating lines charm me completely.






21 old applause
