
Conventional norms have told me to constantly hurry
The concept is drilled down so deep in me that I worry
About taking more time than needed, and being left behind
The world is a never-ending race in my mind
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The culture of hurry was wearing me out
I needed to slow down, without a doubt
But since throughout my life I had hustled
Slowing down required flexing new muscles..
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Serendipitously I discovered an interest in art
And that was for slowing down a great start
Art cannot be created in a hurry, I realized
When I slowed down to observe and create, to my surprise
The urge to rush through completely went away
I lost track of time, immersed in art that day
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The world tells you to hurry, art tells you to slow down
Art is the antithesis of hustle culture, I’ve found
