On turning back the clock

Many people would love
To have such opportunity
Not me
For I am pleased with where I am
Have no desire to go bak
To the pains, the mess, the indecisions
The constant fight to scrounge a living

I have no desire to go back and have to
Deal with aspects of love and social bonds
Which I never have understood

I have no wish to go back
And fight fight fight in that pecking order
Always being trampled on
And pretty much ending at rock bottom.


No no no.
I am pleased to be in my humble space
Away from all the noise and the haste.....