Sneakers push peddles moving the big wheel down the street
Bright and sunny day, slight breeze blowing through the trees
Branches swaying in the air, silent cheerleaders observing a game
Houses all along the way
Kids playing, laughter, small shrieks of surprise, shouts of “Your it!” fill the air
The big wheel rolls down the street
Cars pass, oblivious to the wonder that occurs before them
Lost to the madness of the world
Materials, possessions, obsessions controling the world
The race continues
Scores of rats leap from sinking ships
Danger falling on deaf ears
Those in control blinded by greed and desire
Life’s true meaning lost, replaced by obelisks reaching for the heavens
Faith cast aside, dreams squandered, innocence lost
What has become of this world
Simpler were times when laughter, games, shouts of conquest ruled the day
Kids ran, parents laughed, the sun shined, the wind cooled rosy cheeks.
How free it felt, just pushing those peddles
The big wheel slowly rolling down the street
Dr Johnny G. Chavez III 