Shake Off Dust Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What are my goals?
Hmmm...
Of that I have no clue.
My mind is kept pre-occupied,
With so many unlimited things to do.

If I sat and thought,
About what it was i wanted to achieve...
None of my accomplishments,
Would have been given life to breathe.

I had been accused of doing nothing,
By those I observed doing that at their best.
And I never thought of that as a challenge for me.
So I left that to others to win that contest!

What are my goals?
Hmmm...
Of that I have no clue.
My mind is kept pre-occupied,
With so many unlimited things to do.
To get done.

I'm not one satisfied,
To rid myself or shake off dust.
Or notice it if it should come.