With eyes closed.
After time has been found,
To calm one's mind down...
From distractions to relax.
Much more to do can later be done.
With a taking to find time to unwind,
From others in a rush to leave behind...
Them and their wishes to stay in a race.
To finish crazed and crushed by the madness.
Only to share with others declaring themselves,
Victorious and brave.
Yet overheard to hear them say,
Medications taken are in need to be increased.
And with eyes closed,
With a dose of this chosen to do...
On a daily basis,
The only ones to become annoyed...
To sometimes show their disappointment,
Are the doctors who find patients to lose...
Needing less medications to use,
By finding time to relax their minds...
Others in a race stay in to finish crazed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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