The world keeps turning,
Our minds churning
The question,
What's it all for?
Restless sleep.
Wake and eat,
Another day,
Tinctures with gray.
Who can you trust?
Everything's gone bust.
Just, Just……………..
Picture credit https://unsplash.com/@edwinhooper
Excellent poem. What everyone who thinks is thinking. Love the photo as well. Little Mason symbol above the marque. They are always there...