A jogger jogged into a tree,
stood stunned along the roadside edge.
He shook himself and carried on
and jogged into a clump of sedge
which stood on spongy, marshy ground,
and soaked his socks and tracksuit ends,
(luckily his shoes were sound).
A shopper eyed some juicy steaks,
but found the price was just too high.
Drooling, she turned and left them there.
She never heard the butcher’s cry:
“It’s buy one, get one free today.”
Not knowing that she had enough spends,
steaklessly, she walked away.
Cyclists, walkers, kids on heelys,
those on buses, trains or trams,
gardeners on summer evenings,
people pushing brooms or prams;
wear tiny earphones, neatly curled,
(you’d hardly even notice) but
are they a wall against the world?
Music is wonderful and we love it,
I think that most agree with that.
But what about living in the now,
being where we are, with what we’re at?
To quote a wiser bard than me,
(on living with heart and head and gut)
We choose to be or not to be.
