As I sit by my fire
on the water
with the stars over my head
I breathe in and feel
a sense of pride.
Through all I've had to pass
to get here.
Almost at the midpoint of my lifetime.
No man can claim to be my boss.
I am an outcaste of my society,
but by looking and talking to me
you canot tell.
I have survived.
I have survived so long.
I've had the jobs
been to the schools,
been the rich and the poor
(though mostly the poor).
I have tasted the wines of
many different ways to live,
choosing some, discarding others.
It has not been easy.
There has been such pain and tumult
I could write volumes on that alone...
But here I am:
Strong, independant, resourceful,
almost universally well-liked,
and though I have witnessed
actual miracles,
with my own eyes,
I still keep the sanity
and the rewsolve to keep
studying and experiencing
what most would either forget
or shy away from in real fear.
I love myself!
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