DAY 7 of the NaPoWriMo challenge was prepared by me on 7/4/13 but I could not publish until today but today’s post will be on time…… I hope. Day 7 the challenge is to write a poem in which each line except the last takes the form of a single, declarative sentence. Then, the final line should take the form of a question. So here goes .
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THE RAT RACE
Life is short, life is long it is no more than the words of a unending song.
People, crowding together, pushing shoving in a mad hatter’s throng.
Seeking here and seeking there fighting nightmares not showing much flare.
So wound up in each one’s own strife not having enough love to spare.
Moving up, moving out stabbing backs poisoning cups killing.
No time to help each other, no not at all even if they were willing.
Time is passing rushing by , airplanes escaping like thoughts into the sky.
Trains and buses rattling by everyone running, running watching the birds envious as they fly.
Time is the enemy , time is the anti Christ, there is never enough of it or even worse it stretches out unending.
Laughing at us , mocking us , sneering, unkind and un-sharing . Throwing us out like a hard mother, uncaring.
Is this really it, is this what we were put here for , will we ever know the answer does anybody care?
