Need For Speed
Need For Speed
Today’s world is lost in speed
The world awaits the fruit
But is impatient towards the seed
We are unfortunately defined by how much we loot
We've forgotten how to take a breath
This speed is taking us nowhere but closer to our death
We are forced to compete in this rat race
We believe someone will outrun us if we slow our pace
What if all of us aren’t competing in the same race?
Alas, we have tripped on our own shoelace
All of us have a different journey and a different path
A journey so beautiful
That it can't be explained by math