6000
You dibble
And dabble,
Challenge streams
Without a paddle
Then,
Look to me
As your saddle
When the ride
Is a bit more uncomfortable
Than you anticipated.
And like clockwork,
I break my back
To keep you compensated
For all the shortcomings
That the universe
Brings to your door.
I bring balance
To glories
That you attempt to force.
And like a burglar in the night,
You take credit
For the value
That I bring to your life.
If only you could see
That I’m the one you need,
Perhaps
You wouldn’t have to spend
So much time
Out to sea.
copyright 2019 by kentrell blanche
