We all need to play, play is the way
To manifest our quiddity,
Alleviate stress, perform at our best,
Laughter can render lucidity.
But we insist by rational twist
On living in stress and stupidity,
Ignoring our nub and joining the club
That actively sponsors morbidity.
No need to frown or silence the clown
To fake a mature identity,
Success can be won while people have fun
And flourish in spontaneity.
Someone asked me what quiddity was. After looking it up (just to make sure I knew the definition of course) I wrote the poem.
Copyright 2002 JB Marshall