remind me my friend

of what an
idiot i am
willya

how i’ve met
more deserving people
cleaning my floors and toilets

how jesus christ
gets run over by a car
every single day

remind me
of what i don’t know:
everything

of people still today
paying a terrible price
for the ground i stand on now

let me not forget
that i am not worthy to kiss the feet
of those who kiss my feet

i am thanks giving
for all the gifts i’ve been given
by asking for one more gift

take some of these others
away but leave me
if i can please

only be worthy to
have it left a little
humility

don’t, somehow
let the smiles of good fortune
turn my head

away from
equally deserving, equally
miraculous blades of grass

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