Ken Asher

Rookie (1950 / Oregon)

Confused Clarity

I sit in silent wonder, to put my thoughts to ink
For lost in my confusion, it always helps me think
A better understanding, is reason for my rhyme
And though I may learn nothing, it does help pass the time

I'm not the worlds richest man, the thought just makes me smile
I'm surely not the poorest, for I can share a smile
And if I had the riches, that so many others crave
Like them, it would be hard to smile, just another slave

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