Feeling Fine

Feeling Fine I wanted to tell you how I was feeling low Without creating cause for concern, though That it’s somehow pretense, the get up and go The ‘take it in your stride’ all for the show That there’s much off that you don’t know Much hurdling and vaulting to obstruct the flow Piles of ‘klippe op jou pad’ and watching it grow Turns down the dial from ‘shine’ and ‘glow’ The rush-hour either standstill or slow What Adam called the Lord’s own throw But like muddy foot-prints on fresher snow Only blots and leaves the wrong so SP