Wednesday, May 05, 2010 5:22 PM
The Paradox Of Our Age
We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers
Wider freeways, but narrower view points
We spend more, but have less,
We buy more, but enjoy less.
We have bigger houses, but smaller families,
More conveniences, but less time.
We have more degrees, but less common sense,
More knowledge, but less judgement.
More experts, but less solutions,
More medicine, but less wellness.
We spend too recklessly, laugh too little,
Drive too fast, get angry too quickly,
Stay up too late, get too tired,
Read too seldom, watch TV too much,
And pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions,
but reduced our values.
We talk too much love too seldom and lie too often,
We have learned how to make a living, but not a life.
We have added years to life, not life to years.
We've been to the moon and back,
but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbour
We have conquered outer space, but not the inner space.
We have done larger things, but not better things.
We have cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We have split the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less.
We plan more, but accomplish less.
We have learned to rush, but not to wait.
We have higher incomes, but lower morals.
We have more food, but less appeasement.
We have more acquaintances, but fewer friends.
We put in more effort, but achieve less success.
We build computers to hold more information
to produce more copies than ever,
but we have less communications.
We have become long on quantity but short on quality.
There are the times of fast food and slow digestion,
Tall men and short character,
Steep profits and shallow relationships.
There are the times of world peace but domestic warfare,
More leisure, but less fun,
More kinds of food, but less nutrition.
There are days of two incomes, but more divorces,
Of fancier houses, but broken homes.
There are days of quick trips, disposable diapers,
throwaway morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies,
and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.
It is a time when there is much in the show window,
and nothing in the stockroom.
It is a time when we know the price of everything,
and the value of none.
-Anon
