At home in my lair
No one telling me I can't sit in my underwear
I can't really sit around naked
People driving by my picture window might think I'm bake-ed
It's so far been a long road this journey of life
I find myself now just enjoying the wildlife
I have a home and that's enough for me
I can pay my bills and feed myself without having to plea
At one point I was inches away from a cardboard box
And even did my turn behind imposed locks
I guess I surfed this life like a wave of sampling
But now need to rest like a little campling
I now see the world through a piped portal
All the people on the internet trying to avoid being mortal
So I reflect and write poems for the mass
But I know poetry is an art that is lost in the morass
I will continue to reflect like a one way mirror
Do my part in my own way to make things clearer
Observing and reflecting life as I see it
Trying to impart my own wisdom and wit
It's time for me to just sit and be
Although after such an adventure it's hard for me
I know that whatever happens will be alright
Cause I'm valley bound from my dizzying height