LIKE YOU

Sometimes
you gotta do
the stuff
you know
deep in your gut
you gotta do–

No matter what
the folks
who seem grown up
may tell you to. . .

And you’ll
have called their bluff. . .

For they,
one day, secretly
may wish
that, instead of all the drudge
they slaved to do,
and in between,
the way
the sparest time they had
they took and slew,

they sooner
had wised up,
and done
exactly
what would have lit them up,

and maybe, then,
they’ll think
how they
shoulda coulda oughta
lived
much more like you.

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