TreadmillA Poem by chimetimeSpoken word poem about personal and real treadmills in life. The pursuits that never end.The word treadmill originates in prison but limited to the penitentiary it isn't For many of us, there is always something to do or something to have. Some are slow, droning and groaning. Some are fast, confounding and impounding. [pause 2 seconds] Knowing more after knowing more. Earning more after earning more. But NO MATTER the distance, we are always distant. BUT consider the world to a treadmill a mountain to a rock wall being fulfilled rather being full a walk on EARTH to a walk on polyurethane NO COMPARISON, one attains the other chains I ask you not to stop, but rather see from the top To enjoying the trail rather chasing your tail BOLD- Raise voice and slow pace Italics- Descend voice and slow pace © 2018 chimetimeAuthor's Note
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Added on January 17, 2018 Last Updated on January 17, 2018 Tags: Treadmill, unquenched, unhappy Author
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