GENERATIONS Copyright (C) 1997 by Not Nice Music
I. IMPROMPTUS by Solomon S. Drogin

118. Driven

Rain, wet pavements, pools
Slickers, raincoats and rubbers
Risers early have umbrellas
I, in shelter, view all

What drives me on here standing
Impulse sane or flight wild?
Labored words of struggle
Outcome what you ask me?

Pictures scenes oflife
Done before me often
Why there do I strive?
Freedom from within

Rain still hinders all
Curses and discomfort
Blessings and welcomed relief
Pour to nourish life

An automobile purrs by
A trolley crackles on
A horse clogs across
Men still walk slow

Progress material I view
What cannot mind do?
Yet plagues ill infest us
Starved sun people, dust breathers

Skyscrapers, idle threats
Against a heaven potent
Of nature far beyond us
While the mob fouls the crowded air

Why rail and bewail?
The dancers pays the fiddler
And inevitably is laid to rest
A new desire within me is born