A little something I wrote a few years ago.
You may be too busy to exercise kindness,
And courtesies common, there's no time for those.
Your life is so hectic and so damned important
That others can fend for themselves, you suppose.
There's no time for "thank you", nor "excuse me", "how are you?"
Trivialities all. Too much effort, no worth.
And I thought so too, until I was reminded:
Your next act might be your last one on this earth.
Poet. Dreamer. Furry (I'm a polar bear!) Reader of books. Autistic. Atheist. Pansexual/Fraysexual. Polyamorous and ENM. 42 from Colorado. Twitter escapee.