Much More To Life There Is To Live Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Much more to life there is to live,
Than bills to pay.
Or complaining about those taxes.

What does it take to appreciate the basics.
So much of life to experience is free!
With a choosing to do if one wished.

Some live to taste a variety of a spiced life.
With a doing not to get a peaceful sleep at night.
While others live to fulfill a need to greed.
As if in the doing all their temptations will be pleased.
And the ones addicted making attempts to get 'higher',
Are the ones who will not admit...
Once a flavor is savored a changing of it wanted,
Leaves one indecisive and in a mental conflict that can haunt.

'Why or why is my life like this?
I have possessions all around me.
But it's happiness I don't have and it's happiness I wish.
I've waxed the car and the silver is polished.
My treasures are safely locked away.
And 'everything' in my home I own.
Each time I touch them i validate that to acknowledge.
Bur where oh where is my happiness?
Where is that happiness for me I wished.'

Much more to life there is to live,
Than bills to pay.
Or complaining about those taxes.

What does it take to appreciate the basics.
So much of life to experience is free!
With a choosing to do if one wished.

~I have a suggestion.~

'What is it? '

~Rid yourself of your possessions.~

'Are you insane?
And have nothing left to make impressions? '

~But, I just heard you say you wish for happiness.~

'I do.
And I also have my priorities.
I'd be out of my mind,
If I did not keep my preferences at the top of the list.'