The pause is my slap in the face,
To the demands from my idols,
That are always crying, “Me first!”
Their greedy selfish ambitions,
Climbing over each other,
Only caring for themselves,
Murderously pushing each other down.
Always trying to win at any cost,
The pause takes me to humility,
Declaring to the world,
I no longer believe I am God.
The pause stops my selfish ascent,
It brings trust to the fore,
When I am too scared to stop,
And, I want to bury myself in work,
Just because it says, “I am first!”
I can spend all day worrying about
My growing pile of unread information,
Making me live in fear In case I miss out,
The pause says I am no longer afraid,
Knowing this day will bring enough activity,
If I remember to pause for long enough,
To know when it’s time to stop,
Remembering why I was created.