Why do I take a beautiful moment
And make it less because I didn’t do more
Do I have to be aware of what I
Haven’t done as if my body knows
I’m giving up on a moment just
To settle the score with it
Alternately missed at being special
Just as it is. A remarkable thing.
Work until I die that’s the vibe
Why sit around in one place
My spirit was not built like this
Beating at the drum of
Yourself because to do more is better
A tally is kept and you remember
You forgot something or did it
Incorrectly I’d rather celebrate the
Accomplishments of getting to
Where we are now because
There will be discouraging
Even seemingly evil hurtles
Along the road to wake up to
Everyday what I could’ve done
Is a crime that supersedes
The purpose of what most would
Hope to acknowledge as
A meaningful existence
© GÄ
Poétique 