Slow Down A Bit

Everyone is in such a hurry
I don't comprehend
rushing to get to where they're going
speeding around the bend
ignoring any traffic signs
or the poor pedestrian
no time to stop and talk
no smiles aimed at a friend.

I'm kinda slow and patient
I guess it comes with age
people I sit back and watch
act like they're trapped inside a cage
I wonder what their stress would be
if I could put them on a gauge
just the slightest move toward waiting
enough to send them into rage.

People, bouncing around
like they have ants in their socks
tossing, turning, tapping feet
all looking at their clocks
racing, roaring, pushing time
forced to keep life going in a certain line
and we that go slow, we are in the way
being satisfied with 24 hours in a day

we see the scene better taking time to sit
time to think of how things fit
time to know when it's time to quit
and smile when we remember being told
how we would sooner than later grow old
if we didn't slow down a bit.