The doing and going
Have stopped.
Slowly the guilt of NOT
Doing and going
Is fading away.
Programmed from birth;
Biology and nurture
Formed a perfect
Storm of doing and going.
“Idle hands make work
For the Devil.”
“Don’t waste a trip upstairs
Take the clothes and put them away.”
“You’re younger than I am.
Bring me the diaper
Book
Paper
Coffee
Highball
Manhattan.”
The first-born
Always wanting to please
To make things right
The first to raise her hand
The first in line
The first, first, first
I was programmed to be
In overdrive.
“I can’t believe how much you get done.”
“You have golden hands.”
“Are you volunteering for another thing?”
“How do you find time for all you do?”
But we have all stopped
Doing and going.
Covid-19 has seen to that
Sitting, staring, lounging, watching
Going nowhere
Doing nothing
Feels like a well-earned rest.
2 comments
You are poetry in motion. How true it is what we do without even knowing we are doing it. JHSMEL
Loved Doing and Going! As a first born child, I could so relate to it! Thanks Ruth!