Ordinary People

I could live in a ‘shack’
and still proudly call it home,
for I have discovered the luxury of now.

I could live in a shack
and still proudly call it mine,
for I know the winning of a mental lottery,
the luck required
to secure and sustain any living,
any home in a bewildering time such as this,
soul barely pieced together
by the reasoning of a fragile mind.

I could live in a shack
and still proudly call it mine
as a nod to my possessing
the adequate amount of insanity
that helps us survive a cold world,
a realm constantly demanding our essence, our dignity
in exchange for prestige and validation.

I could live in a shack
and still fondly call it home,
for I hardly believe in regret,
in ‘what if I had…?’
in coveting things we do not have,
in looking forward to the mansion,
forgetting the laughter resounding off
my little shack’s walls today,
forgetting the wafting scent of my favourite meal,
forgetting the persistent relevance and privilege of my existence

-regardless of what I don’t own.

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