Making a Start

January 1 2009!
Finally I awake,
From the slumber of well fed ignorance,
To see a beautiful day,
Or pretend to see a beautiful day.
But isn’t that always the case,
We make our own sunshine when none exists,
Sing hymns to a God we do not see,
Repent for what we are told is sin,
And argue a line that is not ours.
A year, an entire year ahead,
Lays stretching its paws and looking dumb.
What am I to do with it?
How am I to pretend,
That all the many things I want,
Fame and money and wisdom’s worth,
Will come to me in manifold?
How much further can I lie,
To be the master of my reserve?
As it stands this very hour,
I can turn back to my bed, not far,
Go back into my peaceful state,
Deep sleep is a gift. Be brave.
Or I could go out into the cold,
That inhuman place they call the world,
Do what every common soul does do,
Break my back for a pennies few.
Not much choice in there does lie,
Peaceful death, I still choose life.
Away with comfort, pity and vice,
Beyond them all I’ve set my eyes.
To becomes a creature strangely common,
Or die in my perseverance to try.