Sitting, Doing Nothing? Poem by Alan Bruce Thompson

Sitting, Doing Nothing?



Can’t sit and do nothing, must fill in the time,
Can’t be, must do, try to be divine.

It’s wrong to pause, to gaze or stare,
To look slowly at the world, simply because it’s there.

I’m trained to perform, to move with speed,
To be very fast while I do the deed.

To take a breath, to question the world,
Takes a lot of courage, because it’s life unfurled.

What do you mean? relax and just be!
All the people would stare and point at me.

What do you mean that they really don’t care?
It is only ambitious me? who can’t let down their hair!

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Alan Bruce Thompson

Alan Bruce Thompson

Newcastle upon Tyne, United Kingdom
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