Those content with their lot in life are of the truly blessed
On the impressing of the impressionable they are not obsessed
They live in their own way and do their own thing
And their own praises or the praises of others never do sing
Wish in my own ways i were of their kind
Doing my own thing and contented of mind
I though one of the tribeless and lacking in material success
The judgmental of the town too like to impress
Those with a normal functioning ego never follow the crowd
And of their life achievements never say they feel proud
And since the admiration of the admirers they are not of in need
One can say of them that they are lucky indeed
Like most wwithout many admirers their enemies few
And this is not saying anything that is new.
Friday, September 4, 2020
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