The inhabitants of this Earth
tend to wallow within an ordinary swamp
and when they rise their grime is simply the same
they titter within the shame
as if a yearning for good health
rather than wealth
is a pitiful claim.
I try to think
I try to create
I try to continue
I choose to take a chance and fail
rather than wallow
within the swamp.
Although of others I’ve felt beneath
and yet the further down I creep
the more substance and grime I’ve collected
wearing it as an honor of a new perspective.
Thanks for reading.