A frantic blur,
The speed of life,
My mind a slur,
Full of stress and strife.
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Like a fast moving train,
While staring straight,
Outrunning the brain,
Leaves a confused state.
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Hustle and bustle obscure our view,
With too many things on our plate,
Clouding our judgement the mind is confused,
Chaos will result as our fate.
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Slow down the pace or surely implode,
As our bodies are drained of their senses,
Or even worse yet our heads may explode,
Evicting the stress it dispenses.
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What would result if we choose not to comply,
Our health and sanity will suffer,
Leaving our body and mind here to die,
From which we can never recover.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Prompt: Jerermy’s Daily Challenge – Picture This Monday 21 April
