what's to become of us?
.... what's to become of us? what's there for us?....
tell me that we do not at times treat or please our colleagues at our best possible way... but can drag our feet home to our loved ones with a long face... why do we crack our heads to come out with the best ideas to surprise a birthday friend and yet even forget to call home at least to say that we'll be late?.... are they not the ones we promised to take care of in times of good or bad?... are they not the ones who deserve so much better from us?....
why do we even smile at a gorgeous stranger yet scowl at someone at home at the slightest irritation?...why do we think of giving alms at church or doing good for our community when all we can do at home is reach for the remote as soon as we hit the couch or bury our faces with the latest gossip in the papers?... why do envy happy families at the park,... loving couples at the movies,... another with the cutest 2 year-old child & yet we dont even bother to look at our loved ones when we talk?... maybe because they're always there?... or maybe they can wait for another time... another day... another chance... another life....
what's there for us? what's to become of us?....
tell me that we do not at times treat or please our colleagues at our best possible way... but can drag our feet home to our loved ones with a long face... why do we crack our heads to come out with the best ideas to surprise a birthday friend and yet even forget to call home at least to say that we'll be late?.... are they not the ones we promised to take care of in times of good or bad?... are they not the ones who deserve so much better from us?....
why do we even smile at a gorgeous stranger yet scowl at someone at home at the slightest irritation?...why do we think of giving alms at church or doing good for our community when all we can do at home is reach for the remote as soon as we hit the couch or bury our faces with the latest gossip in the papers?... why do envy happy families at the park,... loving couples at the movies,... another with the cutest 2 year-old child & yet we dont even bother to look at our loved ones when we talk?... maybe because they're always there?... or maybe they can wait for another time... another day... another chance... another life....
what's there for us? what's to become of us?....

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