A Busy Day (#186)

No way to slow down – God forbid STOP!
For if I do, certainly, the world would DROP!
Forward momentum without pause or brace,
Seldom do I have time for “personal space,”
Rocket-propelled with no guidance or aim,
Arrow-like in direction with a target to claim,
I merely go to where I am shot,
There is no thinking; there is no thought,
There is no breathing; there is no breath,
There is no dying; there is no death,
I feel there is no time, no life to lead,
I feel enslaved and wanting to be freed,

Any Thoughts?

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