What Is The Rush

When I look down Main Street 

With it's hurry and all the flurry 

As the cars race down Main 

And past Sommer's Bar .

When I look at all the old tired faces

Of the people who are tired of life 

And living in this old town

Where even prayers are hurried 

And where the old are put down

Before sun down .

I wish people would listen to me

When I say 

What is going on 

And what is the rush ?

I wish there was more laughs

And Joy and smiles 

Shared in this old town .

                          I Love You All

                          By Brock