The Unprivileged...

Often I feel The unprivileged Is the most privileged. When I see them in unkept worn Roaming like a free bird As the coo of mind spoke Often I feel The unprivileged Is the most privileged. Sitting on the gravel gray Fighting like a mad ray Totally unaware what others say Often I feel The unprivileged Is the most privileged. And those dawn and dusk play With no concern to ever study Just a days work enough to enjoy Often I feel The unprivileged Is the most privileged. Lingering here and there And no one bothered to care Just morning bread and night shelter Often I feel The unprivileged Is the most privileged. The other end of river Always seems better But the truth is sharper Nothing comes without author. You are the author Laying all background cover Until all seems brighter.