An observation from above


Why is that everyone who lives on this planet
is always in the wrong place
every day as soon as it’s light
they’re off on the everyday race

Scurrying here and scurrying there
in a bus or a car or a train
whatever the weather they have to move on
in the wind and the snow and the rain

Some stay a short while then hurry right back
perhaps they forgot what they came for
others just carry on moving along
like lost souls with nothing to aim for

Only with age does wisdom emerge
when at last they step out of the race
and leave all the tension and stress to the young
and learn to relax in one place


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