Come In Small. Go Out Big.

You were a thought,

Then an action.

That action got traction,

You came through this tunnel

And crept toward the light.

You gave them a fright and

You squealed with delight.

You had made it alright!

Now for the plight of

Living so right that

That righteousness rubs off.

And you’re always getting caught

With your plans down

But you’ve found

That downed plans don’t matter.

Just gotta stay at her.

It’s good guessing that counts.

The rest of it amounts

To a walk in the park

Where you do your part

And throw away all the shit you pick up.