My Friend…

My friend, you should not seek control
Of anyone but you…

My friend, you should not seek control
Of anyone but you:
Believe me, in a lifetime, that
Will be enough to do

My friend, you shouldn’t want to tell
All others how to live;
Perhaps you ought to think a while
Of what is yours to give

You think you have solutions that
You lob like a grenade;
But tradeoffs, not solutions,
Are what always must be made

For there is no perfection in
The present human state:
My friend, we are just people and,
As such, participate

In all the many failings of
Our species. We are blind
To how it is that we add to
The problems of mankind.

My friend, you should not seek control
Of anyone but you:
Believe me,
In a lifetime,
That
Will be enough
To do

The Life Expert

I’m really sorry, truly.

Busy Workman

I’m sorry that you feel I haven’t got much of a life,

I’m sorry that you feel my days are filled with stress and strife;

But you, who know much more of this, I’m sure I can believe:

For me to think I’m happy here? I guess I’m just naive