When’s my time up?
I do not know.
But I refuse to move
With the worlds fast flow.
No one has time
To stand and admire,
The beauty in people
That passes us each hour.
No one has time,
They just rush on by,
Not knowing their running
Towards the day they die
When’s my time up?
I do not know.
But I laugh at people passing,
‘Cos I’m taking it slow.
James Grayson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slow-down-sir/
