Armed with a motorcycle and a dead cow
I tried to show the world somehow
the fact that fear held no fear for me
and how pretencious I could be
With small success I have survived
toiled long and forever strived
Now the world seems grey to me
as does my hair for all to see
It seems my world now has slowed
and yet somehow where'err I go
it never before quite occurred to me
just how much there is to see
I see a stroke victim in painstaking walk
take the time to stop and talk
or the MS victim in the street
who laughs with me at her reluctant feet
Who am I to feel down
shrug my shoulders or even frown
I see courage whereever I be
which puts a little smile in me
So for a few moments I help them walk
time runs easy as we jokily talk
I dont walk in their shoes
I have never paid their dues
but I can put a smile on their face
and for an instant share their grace
Time does indeed trip easy by
when seen from anothers eye
differences pale within
when stood inside anothers skin
maybe with words alone I cant see
but action reveals more to me
to see smile borne from simple deed
is hearty recompense indeed
none is needed, or called for
which improves its value evermore
and at the end of the day
when all around are gone away
for no known reason you will laugh out loud
and feel as light as a cloud
