Why Worry? Poem by kenneth william snow

I take days lightly
Anguish my sworn enemy;
I revel on air

I clutch on silk straws
In coitus covered harems;
My vision fresh—fair

I tumble daily
Yet ascend with conviction;
Misery I bear

I suffer fools blind—
Of grace and fearless wisdom;
Impudence they dare

I hunger for just—
Deeds as well as decisions;
Harmony my prayer

I boast compassion
For poverty’s peerless pawns;
Righteous and aware

I slumber soundly
Keen to witness tomorrow;
Content and prepared