Thursday, May 8, 2008

Free Stuff


Free Stuff


I awoke with my nose on the sand
I looked at the turbulent ocean
Only two men set their net out to fish
I was alone on this beach except for them
The sun warmed my legs, the cliff guarded my sleep

In that moment with a sense of well being
I recognized that the best stuff is free
The sea provides nourishment for their families
My healthy legs allow me to walk miles to my destiny
I read Hemingway courtesy of the L.A Public Library

The kiss of a lover is free, of a mother unconditional
How many people would give anything to receive those once more?
See you have life, underated perhaps until the end, no amount
Will cheat death, this week a congressman had a heart attack
During his debate before congress of Bogota…he is dead now

A rich man may have lost his health and vigor to fully enjoy his wealth
A rich woman may envy a poor woman her youth and good looks
An ambitious young man, may sell his soul to Mookie for wealth
Mookie requests in exchage: Bring forth seven innocent lambs,
Sign me over your soul for all eternity, and you will be compensated

See the best things in life are free when one is not blinded by envy

Or buys into the status conscious paradigm
Live a little, unburden yourself before you have to check out
Love, good health, family, learning, a warm embrace have no price tag
That is why they are priceless