You say you have it under control,
That you've ticked it "Swoosh!"
Unknown to you the actions taken,
Already have you fooled
What would you become,
Since these acts make you humane
It's a being to be discovered,
As you now jaywalk in harms way
I told you to have a seat
It's not too late to educate you
We'd start with the lesson laces,
Learning how to tie your own shoes
You could trip while struggling,
To be there attending to their feets
Take a minute, relax, it isn't a crime,
To ease yourself of your dis-ease
You wouldn't listen, you say, "It isn't
Good to place ones self before others"
What about the change that helping them,
Brings to your mental balance
All said and set for an action
For these stuffs that get you irky
I've got no words left in me,
To assist you retrieve your senses
You've chosen this path, you're aware,
It leads you to more worries
Here's some good luck on your run
It's not like you're wearing my pair of Nikes.

© Cogua