Sometimes our lives get out of whack
and things just aren’t much fun,
get a bad call and lose the game
when we really should have won.
Look around, make a list
of everything that’s wrong,
we dwell on them, curse our luck
and the day gets very long.
The vent stuck open in my car
now I nearly freeze to death,
rent and taxes both went up
and my barber has bad breath.
New neighbors have a bunch of kids
with a dog that barks all night,
my girlfriend just redid her hair
and it really looks a fright!
The litany goes on and on
of things that could improve,
a laundry list of tweaks and shifts
to make our lives go smooth.
But if our ship unmolested slips
along seas smooth as glass,
and lulls us deep into calm sleep
how would we know time passed?
No…I will vote to rock the boat
be awake to steer the course,
it is more fun to race and run
upon a spirited horse.
by Robert Quinn
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