Works for Me

 

I am generally not

a suspicious man.

Neither am I

a Supreme Being

believer.

Some might say,

by the grace of

God, and given all

I have been through,

I am fortunate to

still be alive and

kicking.

Even considering

my advancing age

and poor physical

condition, indeed

I still feel lucky

to be a modest

functioning

human being.

I suppose if

I had to credit

Fate or Fortune

for my longevity,

I could claim

my waking up

the same

every day is

because I pray

the same thought,

giving praise

that everything

remains the same.

Actually I’m

not thanking a

supreme deity,

but instead it’s

the mysterious

works of the

mortal flesh

and blood which

sustains me.

Again, just lucky

some would say,

along with a bit

of suspicion

which resides

inside of me.

(I figure, dressing

in the same

clothes day after

day may also come

into play.)

What the hell,

seems to work

for the likes of

the same old

everyday me.

           -30-

Chris Hanch 3-12-2021