4.         THE EXPERIENCE

We dip our pens in ink
And swing tools from a truck.
Could even be a chef with luck
Or worse play the sentries Jack.

As the time whisks by,
Another Christmas day
We look them in the eyes
And know they are friendly.
Still there is a difference
But that is society.

How then we are bored
And commencing to no social bread?
But we contribute to peace
Which our experiences pronounce.

10/12/1990