Sylvia Frances Chan

Gold Star - 20,268 Points (22 November / Jakarta, Indonesia)

Hurry-Hurry-Hurry - Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Hurry is the word I hate
hasten I dislike
everyone is always running, is this our fate
no one walks like a decent pike,

what a mess what a sorrow!
Why can't they do more peaceful
do it calm, do today not tomorrow
please be patient, to you all I'll be thankful

They say: Time is money
is it: No time so no money?
Or: I have no money, so am I in a hurry?
or: plenty of money, I take my time, honey

Hurry-hurry-hurry I hate
money-money-money is my fate
then slowly-slowly-slowly
under a huge pile of money

Hurry is the word I hate
hasten I dislike
now you need not walk and hurry it's late
please for God's sake, take a decent bike

Sylvia Frances Chan
copyright Mon Sep 19 - 2011 at 23.18 hrs -
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Published September 19,2011
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 13, 2011

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