Where Does The Good Go

Where does the good go? Where have our children gone? The small window of time between birth and the day she smears on her first line of makeup and he asks to download an app is closing. And it closes so quickly. Too quickly. Our 12 year olds are dating and at 14 years they've lost their virginity. Freshman praise the vape life and college students have no idea what they're doing in their lives, their classes, their Friday nights.

Where does the good go? Where is the good when high school students are taking about their own detrimental, degrading, derogatory, self deprecating thoughts. Where is it when a child can't say 'i struggled with depression and self harm’ without a resounding chorus of 'me too’. Where is it? I pray to you, where could it be. Where did the damn good go? Why can't we ever find it when we need it most.

Maybe in the future we will have confirmation the the good was in hiding. Maybe we will have elders with fading vibrant tattoos and pastel hair and scarred bodies from fun Friday nights. Maybe we will be wiser. The ignorance and stupidity of bullying will be realized as a mindless pastime. Maybe things will get better.

Or maybe they won't. Maybe the light in the tunnel won't get brighter. Maybe the tunnel will simply concave. We will slowly breath in air and dust until we asphyxiate on our on own hate and emotion. Maybe we will be those who are gone.

Maybe we don't murder each other intentionally. Maybe we don't kill our own school students. Maybe we don't begin other wars.
Maybe we don't destroy the world.
Maybe the good returns.

But where has it gone for now. Where does the good go?