We clutter our lives with nonsense
So much so it makes no sense
Things to do, places to go
Will we make it yes or no.

Take a moment there’s not a minute
Nervous tension stretched to the limit
Running here chasing there
No time to think, stop, care.

Suddenly time stands still
More medication another pill
Too late to stall, relax, slow down
Don’t leave this world with a frown.

For only you can change that plan
Fill that space the best you can
Only then you’ll surely find
And have more time just to unwind.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )