Hey pal, don't you have a time
to sit and listen for a while?
You're trodding in haste
as if every breathe is a waste.
Think over again before it comes to end
The time you won't be able to appreciate the blend
When your senses fail and no more play
And the scourge of fear you began to feel.
Will you listen to your favorite band
when you hear no more?
Will you feel the beam of radiant sunrise
when your skin is numb?
How will you enjoy the sweet pancakes
if bitterness is all you taste?
How will you say then that the sky is blue
when all you see is a blur?
Hey young pal, you have your time
Walk righteously and be at peace
Have a sit and rest a while
Just breathe, take your time.
it's sunday :D
© Noel Manzano (Noël)
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