Of the days I took pills to forget
Of the days the world’s weight was too much
Of the days, until noon, that were not
Of the days just alone was enough;
I am proud that still I remember,
I am proud that I’m still in one piece,
I am proud that I got too much sleep
At one point
, ‘cause today there’s no peace.
Of the days of the past I am proud,
For the days left to come I am set,
And the days of the dark aren’t done,
Though the days of the light will come yet
Written 20 September 2006.