So It Goes

SO IT GOES We've heard that so it goes, and all is vain that everything just happens come what may, that nothing's worth the time, or all the pain and everything just passes, anyway; if so it goes, and we have no control and evil's just a thing that comes along then what's the use in setting any goal or teaching good and bad, or right and wrong? What is the use if there is nothing more than what we have right now, and here at hand what good is there in ever planning for a better way than one already planned? How sad to think a generation knows no more than all is now, and so it goes. © ron wilson arbuthnot aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet