We are polished
Spoon fed
Carefully bred
Processed
And prepared
For such great success
We carry on
Under great duress
At times
A state of mental undress
We play our cards
So close to the vest
We trudge along
In vain
Chasing unseen milestones
Traditional mono tones
Rattling bones
I have come to realize
That truth
Is not a lie
It lives peacefully
In those
With smiling eyes
The quiet kind
Confident
Magnetic
Imaginations mind
It’s there
We will find
Deepest harmony
Serendipity
Prosperity
Laughter
Our Children’s
Unbridled glee
That’s good enough for me.......
(C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2012
