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Contentment

I never got no doctorate,
I don’t know much ’bout art;
The Wall Street Journal spins my head
‘Cause I just ain’t that smart.

I’m stumped in fancy restaurants
By all those forks and spoons;
I heard Beethoven had some hits,
But I can’t name his tunes.

I admit, in many ways,
I’m ignernt as they come;
Yet I’ve learned to live in wealth
Though I may seem a bum.

While other men may struggle,
Their hearts so discontent,
Current blessings ain’t enough
And so their lives are spent

Believin’ in the T.V. ads,
“A man can have it all!”,
They’re chasing with their credit cards
Contentment at the mall;

I can fish with cane poles
And never come to feel
A burning, aching hunger for
Some fancy rod and reel.

Pleased to have the things I got,
I sleep in peace at night;
I know there’s things I’ll never own,
But life is still alright.

It’s not I lack ambition,
I try to be my best;
I ain’t blind to what I lack,
‘Just look for how I’m blessed.

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Wes Stephenson

Author, motorcyclist, poet, and adventurer. Let's journey together.

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