The Race - Poetry of Life Series

The Race
11/25/08
By Todd Royce Gubler

Seasons and times, they all have their place
People so busy clamoring to win the human race

Deadlines and duties, bills, e-mails and blogs
Running and rushing avoiding life’s hindering logs

Holidays, commercial devoid of traditional charm
Buying and spending, it will only cost you an arm

Churches with callings reminding we are never enough
Doing, doing, doing. Wow this sure makes life rough

Wishes and wants, needs and desires,
Hurry, oh hurry to put out another fire

Stretched, pulled, and ripped in every which way
How many kind words will you forget to say

How many in sadness have you today rushed by
Giving not a notice and only your exhausted sigh

Love now past due, final noticed, and shut down
Spirits left on curb sides unnoticed now only frown

Kind words and actions, You too busy could not give
May have meant lifelines, how many now did not live?

Stop my child and listen, look and truly see
The race cannot be one by one but all humanity

Stop and help your neighbor, smile at someone new
Listen to the unsaid, see another’s point of view

Lift and help the fallen, bind and aide their ills
Drop your opinions and consider how others now must feel

Drop in and make true connection, instead of texting, call
Reach out for once with actions, they speak louder than all

The race may run by you and you should let it run, run, run
They will all be clamoring but you will be able to appreciate the sun

Slow down my child and listen, angels speak only when we are still
As I have Loved YOU, Love one ANOTHER, This is God’s only WILL