Day One
Swerving into a foreseen disaster?
This world seems to be moving faster.
Can't remember to forget to worry...
Time isn't slowing, so we seem to hurry.
Feeling crazy and confused,
While they all seem to be amused.
Should we try or walk away?
From all the words we want to say.
Copyright © Paulette Wilson | Year Posted 2011
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