Don’ting

Dear driver passing me on this two lane, curvy road,

Why?
We both know you’ll arrive
At the next town seconds before I
Do, so why
Risk our lives
For those seconds?

I don’t blame you
It’s this culture of DO
Do more Do Less Do
Do what we think you should Do
No do this, do that DO
Everything’s fine as long as you DO! DO! DO!

I just, dear driver, wish you would don’t
Sit there and do some don’ting
What is it you love? Boating?
Get out there and do some floating!

Is it cheese? I like cheese
I like to sit with something to read
And a whole plate of it just for me
And some crackers – maybe

Do some don’ting with your time
I think you’ll find
Every second more precious and fine
It’s a little backwards but I’m

Sure it works this way
When each second begins to weigh
More, you’ll rush less through the day

You stop trying to DO it, get through it
You do more of the slow things and the don’tings

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