Fleeting Memories

The dawn approaches And the night dies The sun is lit To the innocent eyes The business man works Or does he work at all? The world may seem so big Because we see us as so small One influences another And the chain goes on The darkness approaches And nearer is the dawn Disguise life as we know And proceed as you shall We go about our day And we don't know how In circles we go Round and round We observe the sights And not the sound For hidden behind one sense Is but the secret of another When we close out one What can we discover? Make the most of your day Change your perception of sense Because once you open yourself up You become not so dense The human brain is left null About sixty percent is abused What could we accomplish? If all one-hundred percent is used We are starting to slack Amuster the air For within our every day Is something so fair Knowledge is at our whim We easily look it past But maturity comes late Does knowledge really last?