I was in a hurry, but now am not
Time is abundant, flowing, and hot
I sit and I wait, unaware of the time
Consumed by trouble, verse and rhyme
Switching perspective, it changes me so
When in a hurry, I always had to go
But now I’m calm, yet worried as well
I wish for moderation, to unlock the cell.
[SSDay]
Also, this is somewhat of a companion to #17, In A Hurry