Rushing
Busy busy busy
Hurry up let's go
Move move move
We don't have all day you
know!
These words,
Said everyday by everyone.
It doesn't matter how its said
It doesn't matter why it's said
It doesn't matter where it's
said.
Everyone is guilty of saying it.
And for what.
Just to get what they want.
Standing behind the counter of
a ticket line
Hearing the news your mother
just died
Holding back emotions
To finish what's left of your
shift.
A person walks up
Gives no hello
Fast fast fast they want their
stuff
Hurry up let's go they'll shout
And when they get what they
want
They'll turn around with an
insult and walk away.
Never to know the person who
helped them is really in grave
pain.
Your walking slowly into a
building
Through security lines.
Man walks up behind
Seems perfectly fine.
Moments pass
You're still walking up
The once levelheaded man
Raises his voice shouting
WE DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!
Stopping in your tracks you
turn to the man
Signal for him to pass
He'll shove past you
Giving you the bird,
Not noticing your prosthetic
legs
Showing past your pants.
Always in a hurry
A need for everything that is
wanted
Hurling insults
Hurting others
Everything something gets in
their way.
Busy busy busy
Move move move
Never noticing it's not always
about you.
They could be in grief, healing
from wounds, fighting with
loved ones or being abused.
One simple word can change a
day
Try spreading some love once
in awhile
Instead of spreading hate.
Copyright © Amber Chafer | Year Posted 2013
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