...of having to rush <br />and keep on rushing <br />running and running <br />and telling <br />others that 'i am busy' <br /> <br />very much like the <br />busy waves of the sea <br />always rushing to <br />the shore <br /> <br />and then finally <br />having done <br />nothing <br />having brought nothing <br />having owned <br />nothing <br /> <br />nothing, nothing <br />nothing <br /> <br />(the only reality <br />we now have <br />this nothing <br /> <br />pretended by a rush <br />a busy life <br />a hardworking life <br />like <br />a cow, a bull, <br />a buffalo <br /> <br />accurately more <br />like a dog... <br /> <br />a rat, a worm <br />an aphid...)<br /><br />Sebastian Soberania<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/always-busy-busy-busy-doing-nothing/
