In The Midst of Chaos
Why do we wait till the very last minute?
Is the world not always calling,
Yet we don't respond.
Does it take a crazy emergency,
For us then to see an immediate urgency?
Why do we wait till the very last minute...
Yes, life happens.
But, what does being ignorant do?
Yet we don't respond.
Just because sorrow isn't always
In the light of the naked eye,
the birthing pains have been
creating it's torment gradually.
Why do we wait till the last minute?
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