Find Your Corner Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Journey into cryptic monolithic soul
City of temptation turned into vacuous ice
So much of the culture is gimmicks
Nothing breeds except money
Maybe I am wiser maybe to old

Chess at Harvard square
Street musicians and bookstores
Espresso and talk about politics
The grim Mideast
Beat poetry, a new book on Kerouac
Subway rides through the city
Sometimes it seems like yesterday
Other times like life times ago

Now I don't want to even visit
I would rather look at the river
I do like the sea and the rolling waves
Preen your soul like a cat
The big picture isn't where it's at
Too much news upsets me
I want to talk to the TV
Something in us craves goodness
We want justice and order
I have to drop out to stay sane
I use to feel like an earth shaker
Now I like it quiet

Saffron blanket like the past
Something to remember that's warm
Doing good amidst the overwhelming
Like having one cat or dog
Knowing many more are out there
Do I think the world is sick? YES
Do I think I can change it? NO
Do I think I can do some good? Yes

Find your corner and be of use
Like living within your means
Not pretentious or phony
Not driven by neurosis
Just being real and natural
I like my corner comfortable
Don't you?