Rush Papers
Everyone runs and never walks.
No one stops and looks
at how they walk or run,
how they stretch or shun
the person beside them;
the perseon next to them.
There are papers they say
that mean the most today.
Some are green with detail,
some are long and pale.
Most of them are thick
with symbols that just stick.
These details and designs are not
important to me since they rot.
Since they take a long time
of memories and hide,
the everyday walks and strides;
all that keeps us all that ties.
Instead just leave a paper
that people think it better
to run to than walk to.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
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