A hotspring of comfort
billows steam from pools
miles below the semi-
broken soil has produced
water perfect for cleansing
and for tasting. It has been
provided for as long as time
can define. Yet, the pipes at
the local school have all grown
corroded and unhealthy sediment
is seeping in, creating undrinkability.
The school and it's pipes, are but only
twenty-two years old.
A well, built of rocks,
pebbles, bricks and
stone stands today
as it has the past
two hundred and twenty-three,
all the while,
the large farm house at the
other end of the same
property, has been condemned
for numerous safety violations,
ironically, that farmhouse is
only thirty-seven years of age
There was a time not too long ago when
an elderly couple could be seen on a dealer's lot,
looking for that one car that would last them throughout
their retired years, whether that be for 10, 15 or 20 years.
The quality of materials were of such, that this was not hard
to fathom, in fact, many of those olden cars are still outperforming
those vehicles fresh off the assembly line today. The marketers rave about their products style, gas mileage and safety precautions, yet, when fully examined, the only reason serious injuries are down, is due to the invention of the airbag and modernized braking systems. If it weren't for those creations, the rate wouldn't even be close.
Time's they be a changing
Advancement doesn't always mean progress
And progress doesn't necessarily not mean decline.