The cheery smile,
the twinkling eyes,
the active body,
with a happy heart
and a content soul
living a calm peaceful life
Now gives way,
Way to a hurried life
with a stressed heart
and a worried soul
mirrored by dull eyes
and mirthless smile
encompassed in a diseased body
Is this what life has become?
Or is this what we think it has become?

The poem is well written, good word play but I'm sorry it doesn't seem to be a poem nor does it make any lyrical sense !!!