we cant stop to smell the flowers when routine has us dragging ass

today is the first day

of the rest of our lives,

but soley if today

we choose to cut the ties,

of what often holds us down

covered and drenched in lies,

unnoticed if unspoken

please open your eyes wide,

the worst of us is normally

what we try to hide,

which doesn’t last very long

if we swallow enough pride,

our digestive systems give out

like the wind pushing sails and strong tides,

searching forever for more

on something special to find,

but that can’t keep our attention at bay

until we figure out how to make time,

but time who has it any way

when we’re too busy and in a rush to die….

  1. An insightful poem…we do unfortunately rush to death without knowing it.

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