Because we sat and struggled with them thoughts today
So now one feels like rolling in hay
I now can sit and watch my monkey play
Why I am enjoying today
Because I seem somehow above the fray
Of beliefs that default and betray
My sad box has an empty tray
To whom do I owe this day
To the one gave me this gift of Clay
I would mould this treasure without having to pay
For the bliss of breathing everyday
2011
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