Life is like bull shit, or bird droppings;
you sometimes tread upon it, unconscious,
and sometimes it lands upon your head.
Sometimes it enrages you,
and makes you curse and abuse-
for a while,
till the dung on your shoes
(if you have worn any)
dries or withers away.
Sometimes you laugh it off
and this earthly humor remains.
It founts during grim journeys
like sparkles of forget-me-nots,
like vagabond winds that
greet drooling voyageurs.
Whatever be the case
move on, don't mind life.
However shitty, that's all you have.
Laugh it off!
14-11-07
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