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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Frantic is the pace of life Always moving with greatest unease Running rats for hands of clock to seize To slow that frantic pace Just to save face In the race, Of a frantic and hurried life Cattle herded from here to there From grazing green to water From living to slaughter And all of us in line Obeying the signs Just killing time, Breathing artificial air The enemy time common to all Never enough or so it seems The pace only rests in dreams How to stop no one knows Speeding up as it goes Only once it slows, Just before the great fall |
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CherylLynnMckee Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 215 |
It sure feels that way alot of days..I like the comparisons you draw in it.. nicely done. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Running rats for hands of clock to seize To slow that frantic pace Just to save face In the race, ------------ And all of us in line Obeying the signs Just killing time, Breathing artificial air ---------------- bad day at work hon?  j/k--lol this is way cool and so sarcastiscly true. made me think of that Bob Seger song.."Feel Like a Number"... work is such a waste of good poetry writing time...BUT it does allow SOME of us computer time to play in Passions (not mentioning any names) LOL stalking you still, your jm Do you live by the book, do you play by the rules Do you care what is thought by others about you If this day is all that is promised to you Do you live for the present, the future the past... tracy chapman |
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