90 on the freeway.
Fast lane cruising.
Chasing a sun some
run away from.
Burning gas and day
light. No time to waste.
Just money to make.
Tunnel vision – no time
to look back. Staying
in the fast lane. Not
in vain – just avoiding
pain. Reach top speed
and succeed. Pushing
the pace, it’s a race.
90 on the freeway.
It is my escape. Away
from slowing down,
I push toward new life:
another opening door.
In your blind spot,
I show myself before
I am somewhere else.
Don’t mind me. I am
gone: a fading song.
Tag: pace
A Grey Elephant
A grey elephant sits on top a large rock –
about the same size as him. The sun begins
to rise. Both stay still – waiting to take something
on. The rock stays put; it never was alive.
The grey elephant lives and is feeling alright.
The grey elephant knows he does not want to be
like that rock. He wants to use his trunk and play.
The elephant moves from atop his rock.
The elephant decides to start his long walk.
Still
Time is something that moves humans.
Time can’t sit still. People can’t either.
Time can create panic when people
don’t understand it. People can’t wait.
They rush to find the time that can’t
be found. Some people wait around.
Time passes through at the same rate
people do. To be frank, time and time
again, I will think of a time way back
when. Some will move. Some will stay
still to fill space. Some walk. Some run
to win life’s race. For now, I take it slow.
I’ll take my time to cross the finish line.
Stop and Go
Stop. No. Go. Stop – go – go.
Don’t stop now. Stop and go.
Go without stopping. Stop
without going. If you go,
I will stop. If I go, you will
not. Don’t go now. I can’t
stop you from going. You go
away and I can’t stop thinking
about going too. Go. Stop. Go.
Smell the rose as it’s growing.
Stop. Go. Stop and know that
you can’t stop without going.
Drive Me Crazy
Crazy is a place I’ve been
Many times. I can’t lie.
I’ll visit this place again.
It’s just a matter of time.
I can drive myself crazy
On a full tank of gas.
My mind isn’t lazy;
My thoughts run fast.
My speed starts to rise;
I start losing all control.
Will this be my demise?
I want to feel my soul.
Please don’t dare drive
Me away from my life.
Crazy is a place I visit.
I go, but I never stay.
My speed has no limit;
I drive all night and day.
No matter the roads,
This is the life I chose.
I can drive myself crazy,
I don’t do it purposely
Cuz’ these roads raised me
And the ride was free.