What’s my path forward?
Unpredictable, of course
My inner voice knows
The right way.
Now, to silence the noise
And listen to the birds
At dawn
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What’s my path forward?
Unpredictable, of course
My inner voice knows
The right way.
Now, to silence the noise
And listen to the birds
At dawn
There are days we dread
At least I can see them come
These dark clouds moving
All hail performance!
I recklessly pursue speed
Losing quality
I always feel pressure to get things done faster. Speed is everything! Except it’s not. Without quality everything collapses. Pressure starts to build for both, yet they live on the opposite sides of town. Therein lies the challenge, methinks.
Dawn’s not yet here
Yet i need to be awake
Weariness slows me
More than i care to admit
It’s always time
For forward motion
To step away from my past
Into my future
As the present fades
Into dust