Michael Degenhardt Poet Rhyme

Passersby

You see them each and every day
Some going home, just on there way
You think one day you’ll stop and say
Hello,
but you just don’t.

So, on they go, again, so surely by
Though you may have given them the eye
You want to stop and just say
Hi
But today again you won’t.

Why is it that we scurry on our way,
Never stopping to give the time of day?
It wouldn’t hurt to surely say
Good day
To one going by

So, next time you are rambling about
Open your mouth and let it come out
Maybe you can even shout
Hello
To the passersby.

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Aron Jacob March 25, 2011 at 11:22 AM This reminds me of the following lines from one of the inscriptions that Walt Whitman wrote to his 1860 edition of Leaves of Grass: Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?

Justin Debrosse March 22, 2011 at 4:24 PM I like this poem, it captures a simple impression well that most people come across: whats the hurry? If there's no time to soak in life and be friendly to it, what are we so busy doing and what do we hope to achieve going on in this way? But still any individual could break this trend if they really wanted to