My Mind At Rest Poem by Brian 'Peza' Perrins

I sit outside in the morning air
My mind at rest, without a care.

My life I guess almost complete
The world no longer at my feet.

It doesn’t seem to matter much
When things get done as such.

I see them racing here and there
The pace of life enough to scare.

Not a minute left to hang around
No thought for others, sight or sound.

I’m bothered not by non inclusion
Keep your rat race, and delusion.

I’ll stick to this life at an easy pace
Keep phone off hook, just in case.

Whilst I sit outside in the morning air
My mind at rest, without a care.