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!
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,
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2022
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