In a hundred years to tell you
What I was feeling tonight.
Later, when it’s more safe to say.
When my ideas and feelings and philosophies
Are neatly packed and organized again
And whatever doesn’t fit my mould is already
Later, when I’ve learned to accept
What I am, and what I’m not, and what
Everyone else is.
Later, when I am wiser
And not selfish enough to feel
Remind me in a couple days or months
To tell you what was going through my head
Back when I was
For a moment.
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.