Life’s busy dance

How much is weighed by fate n’

How much is wasted waitin’

How much time is lost

In life’s busy dance?

We have our obligations

Rushing to each waiting station

Too busy to relax,

If only we took it easy

If we were able,

But life is greedy.

Too greedy to let us take a breath!

So we keep on moving

Keep on shaking, keep on grooving,

Till life is done, and then it’s death!

Between the obligations

And the feelings between people

To say nothing of the feelings of nations,

Never any time to take a breath.

Never any time to enjoy the dance!

Published by dustyplz

A thirty-something from PA. Lives with his father and pet cat (Captain Admiral President Ninja Master Snuggy). Works part-time as a grocery clerk with the standard greater aspirations of not being a grocery clerk. Writes short stories and poetry when time permits. Other interests include reading, playing video games and revolution.

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