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We're Always In A Hurry

We’re always in a hurry To get there yesterday, With the absence of caution We blindly speed on our way. The only goal we harbor Is to get there fast, Ignoring respect and patience As we hurry on past. With the flip of a finger Or honk of the horn, Our disrespectful impatience Is driven to be born. Four letter words Carelessly fly from our mouth, As traffic builds up North, East, West and South. Many innocent victims Have been robbed of their lives, As our desire to hurry Continuously thrives. We are all guilty Including me, Of speeding through life As fast as can be. Isn’t it time For us to slow down, To impose caution and respect For other people around. We’re always in a hurry To get there yesterday, Even if life becomes The cost that we pay. I'm Still trying to perfect this poem. For some reason it seems like it's either missing something--or something is out of place. Your opinions would be greatly appreciated!

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Date: 6/25/2011 11:36:00 AM
this poem touches me personally because of the corruption that has befallen my country by its leadership. People here are in a hurry to make money and they end up taking it from the hungry citizenry. let your ink flow tirelessly dearest Debrah
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Date: 8/3/2009 12:01:00 PM
I totally agree Deborah, we always seem to want everything done now, excellent>>James
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Date: 10/4/2008 12:28:00 PM
I love your words...just as they are. They are your words alone, and that is enough!! :) Blessings ~Carrie
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Date: 9/25/2008 5:05:00 AM
I agree with James...let it lay...and walk away. For at least a week, the words will come. I like it the way it is, and agree totally. Love Kristin
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Date: 9/24/2008 9:14:00 PM
let it sit for awhile, let it rest, go on to something else, and one night during sleep, it will come to you like a thunderstorm comes on us so fast so will the idea to do what you must do. but this was a great poem as is, and so very true, a great message.
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Date: 9/24/2008 7:20:00 PM
it's innocence and the message it conveys is enough consideration to understand that this is a true poem, straight from the heart.
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