Progress

Today, when I look around in the world, what do i see I see footprints that man have left on the sand While waking through times I see fruits of our ambitions Figments of our imaginations And I ask myself, when will it end, when will it end It is plain to see universally this land is not bountiful as it was Simply because in its quest for success Nothing stands in man's way Old rivers run dry, soon the birds wouldn't fly The mountains will be no longer high And when I really think of it I does wonder why, oh why I see charity deplored, equal rights totally ignored Wisdom and ingenuity working in accord, simply to afford Such inventions as total nuclear warfare and environmental warfare And I wonder now, where do we go from here Prophets everywhere gaze upon the Horizon and declare that judgment will come As the savage hands of unscrupulous men defile everything pass by Time is running out as we eat and Drink species at the brink of being extinct And I think no one can deny that the Price of progress is high, real high I see consciousness as bait, as today we live recklessly Money, lately goes inflate and thereby create a turbulent state I see a struggle between the sexes New hang-ups and old complexes Now the question is Right in context, what shall by next I've already seen this world have Come divided between race, colour, creed And class And some of the things the scripture predict truthfully come to past Soil that wouldn't bare Children making children to be a part of this growing mass And I ask, if this is progress? How long will it last