I Enjoy Not My Ride In Fast Cars

I enjoy not my ride when Am seated in fast moving cars! I enjoy not the sceneries; Whether they be construction workers Toiling to shape up the town Or gardens of roses, so soothing to the eyes! I manage not even to let the songs Playing from the radio Get immersed in my soul and I can feel not Their beats in my veins, thereby, Letting their words come alive! Yes, I enjoy not my ride When am seated in fast moving cars! After all, life simply wants us To be thus, Running to work, to meet deadlines, To fetch our kids from school, To prepare dinner, To sleep even, So as to meet up with the challenges of a new day! Is it not best to take the time To sit in slow moving cars, And to enjoy the air that fills in our lungs, The caress of the sun as it warms up our hearts And let the sceneries Overpower our senses completely So much that living becomes, in itself, A pleasure?