Get Up Thankful To Be Blessed

Feeling Blessed.
And with each day I am more receptive.
Less inclined am I to accept a restlessness.
With a peace of mind,
That having an openness...
Achieves and gets.

And...
How you doin?

'I aint so lucky,
To have my life that way.
I have to get up to go to work!
And be annoyed everyday.

My life aint nuthin'...
But ups and downs.
I've got bills to pay!
And my creditors are always around.'

Oh!
So you're saying,
That's the way you choose to live?
Looking for something to complain about.
And deciding there's no reason,
To be positive.

'No!
I'm not saying that at all.
That's just the way my life is.
I can not afford to fantasize,
Like 'some' people who pretend...
They've got it made,
With no pot to piss in! '

Well...
I guess you do have a point.
I get up thankful to be blessed,
I have a toilet...
Where I conduct all my private business.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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