RAMBLING POETRY

Glimmers of Guilt

Recognising a race with a new face

When the view is the pot of gold — Photo my own

When I feel like I’m only getting
30 seconds to the minute
—I know

When I just wanna lay down
And hide
— I know

When I want to shout at the world
To wake the f up already and
Stop the crazy injustices
— I know

When I miss moments of simply be-ing
But keep focussing on do-ing
— I know

When I forget to “see” the rainbows of life
— I know

So easy to ride the spiral
Of the not enough trap
A rat race with a new face
A race all the same
No matter the game

To-do’s
Can do’s
Should do’s
Will do’s
Must-do’s
Do — do’s —

Shit…

They sneak in so quietly
Nah — been there done that
I have the “tools”!
I won’t be taken down…