Hurried and you are buried

a poem by Padmini

Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
We have a week to hurry at work,
we have a week to get busy at work,
Today, is just Monday folks,
we have a week to make merry.
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
All men and woman dressed well.
They have their own tales to tell.
The week here we have at work to shell.
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
We are in this world for hard work born.
We have to get ready daily at dawn.
Till we are dead and gone.
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

Slow down O heart! Slow down O world!
They are many other things to do and tell.
Why not spend some time with nature as well.
And do something exotic and swell.
For materials let us not our souls we sell.
Men, woman and children happy and well.
Those let be the tales we tell.
Slow down O heart! Slow down O World!