We traverse life sometimes slinging mud,

We travel through sometimes a flood,

Of thoughts and feelings and anxieties and stress,

Sometimes as well we do fall down with a thud…

Are we happy with life as it stands?

Do we wish to leave it in whoever’s hands?

Are we ready to meet what life demands?

Are we able to accept what God commands?

Puddles we see more than a few,

Yes we all know this is nothing new,

Maybe better it is to go through life snorting glue,

Brains then are burnt out, nothing we will be able to understand,

Everything we know, feel or remember, we will, in the end, misconstrue …

            © ed ~ 9/25/05