Daily Meds

There’s nothing less than come what may happen
When you’ve done everything you’ve wanted to do
Once you’ve hit what they call “your bottom”
Every season seems … like a falling autumn
It’s the second time the devil knocked at the door
You were lucky … God chased him away once more

Success lies within your mind
’Cause Jones has 3 cars … don’t mean you’re behind
If what you lack is material things
Think of the next life … what it brings
Remember … possession is only 9/10 of the law
You can’t take it with ya … hardee har haw

a prisoner pickin’ up litter beside the street
ever wonder, do you care, “How’s his feet?”
A janitor cleaning butts out of the urinal
Now there’s somethin’ to write in my journal
There’s something for everyone … can’t you see?
They don’t all want to be like you and me