Some people
don’t like
secondhand
but me I am,
a pre-loved man
this much I know
this hat I wear,
some people
they don’t understand
this thought I have
this pre-loved man
this hat I wear -
not all I am.

May
your roads
run straight
& your wheels
stay true
may you never
run late
with much
to do
may you step up
to the plate
from the back of the
queue
may you shoulder
all the weight
that bothers you.
You are nearer
than you know
to the fate
you always
knew.