When I think of my life
Filed under: Create by Schram on Thursday, 28th January 2010 at 7:00 am
When I think of my life, the one I was given,
I feel blessed by the stars for some mystic rhythm
Felt Now was my place, and my time be Here,
I got sneakers on my feet, no rock do I fear.
Because of all the times to be born a human,
Right Here, right Now is remarkably something.
We were all in a lottery of when and where to be placed,
Our numbers were winners what hardships do we face?
We live without war, famine, or myth;
We have electricity, cars, and full service,
Hospitals that cure and know how what works,
Schools and libraries and laws against jerks.
No one in time has lived like we do:
Freedoms and order in a sticky social glue.
Let alone the pleasures and luxuries to boot;
Like heating and mattresses and imported fruit,
Guitars, television, and clear running water,
Deodorant, ice cream, and smooth peanut butter,
Skiing and zippers and convenient store hours,
Toilet paper, braces and daily heated showers,
Forecasts, board games, and late night snacks,
A million little vices to make us relax,
Utter squeezed milk from a machine gun hand,
Chilled in the dairy isles waiting on our demand,
Ice in a freeze box at any moments notice,
Girly mags at ten, our older brother showed us.
Experience and pleasure all around us lives,
We know more truth in adolescence than most men ever did.
It has all been handed to us on a silver platter,
We’re the apex of humanity, it don’t get much better.
So if you’re ever depressed and sitting at home,
Finding trivial concerns are making you moan,
Like walking the dog or an emotional rut,
Missing a party or a bad haircut,
Remember when you are and luxuries we enjoy,
Because if chance were a playground, we were given the best toy.




nicely done.