We take pills for this
Pills for that
To help us smile
Make us laugh

Pills we feel
We need desperately
To wake us up
To help us sleep

These we keep
Within easy reach
Pinks and Blues
Reds, Yellows, Greens

Some need pills
If you ask me
To help in the realm
Of personality

There're pills to battle
Hunger pangs
Raise and lower
Our heart rates

Pills we think
We think we need
To keep away
The latest disease  

Pills to counter
Sides effects
Until we have
No effects left

When did we
All come to be
A bunch of zombified
Pill popping freaks

Ever since I was a child
I've done nothing but collect and save
The problem now, I've found out
After a while it gets in the way

If you don't learn to toss
When in the task of take
You end up with much more than this
Then struggle with the give away

There's a difference with what you think
And what you truly need
This fine thin line has thickened over time
And now has me lost in the weeds

The hunger was innocent enough
Until hoarding ate me like its last meal
As the cherub on my shoulder stood up and took over
Saying that it's no big deal

It's good to have a hobby
After all we all collect
But when what you have gets out of hand
You then tend to land on regret

So, if you are much like me
And most others in this mix
Drop what you've got, like it's hot
And run like H.E. double hockey sticks

there's a circle
we're all in
properly called
influence

rubbing on
rubbing off
inner feelings
outer thoughts

moving through
this time in life
bringing others
to our side

holding tight
to reasons why
they are wrong
and we are right

in this circle
of influence
we all find
ourselves in

The turkey's on
Old man Johnson's farm
All wised up this year

Logging on
To Amazon
Round about mid November

With Halloween out of the way
They were bound to save
On the items they would need

Which worked out great
Cause all they could afford to pay
Was in scratched up chicken feed

The pigs helped in
The ordering
As it's a well known fact

That being turkey's
They're always in a hurry
And ain't nobody got time for that

They saved up extra seed
For quick delivery
When you're on the cliffs edge dancing

Coming down to it
This being life or death
There's no need to take chances

In the nick of time
The package arrived
And not a day too late

The fateful day
Known to our hero's as shake and bake
November 28th

On that morning when
Old man Johnson then
With ax in hand stepped outside

Where he tried to think
Had he ever seen
So many cows in his life

In between the moo's
He heard a gobble or two
Which in itself is very strange

Plus the Amazon bill
For umpteenth costume cows
He just can't quite explain

what you now hold
is a simple poem
with simple words
to help it along

as it makes its way
to simply state
less is more
in what it has to say

no long-drawn-out lines
have been slipped in
or tangled meanings
in which to trip

with rhymes that have
been simply kept
open to
pure simpleness

simple enough
in its plan
this simple poem
held in your hand

I once met a man in the Land of Plenty
Who made it a point, to give free advice
With do as I say, for it to go your way
When it comes to living out this life

Don't say that you won't when it comes to hope
Do your best to get as close as you can to the fire
Don't dare pass up the slightest chance for love
Remember, the ladder of success doesn't always take you higher

Lend to those you know can't pay you back
Always smile with no reason why
Cross every bridge you can but never with a match
Have the innocence of a child in your day to day life

Start off every morning with rejoicing
At another chance to get it right
With you and the Lord being of one accord
Stand up for those in the throes of a fight

Find a field you can lay on your back in
Then take the time to count the stars at night
Go barefoot in the sand every chance you can
Don't worry about always being right

Said the man in the Land of Plenty
Where he had plenty of good advice
I took it to heart to do my part
When it comes to living out this life