Awoke to the morning, didn't turn the TV on,
The world seemed like a place to belong,
breathed the air & filled my lungs,
With an optimistic sigh, the day would be owned,
Bird song in the breeze, no compulsion to please,
Like steps in virgin snow, I let uncertainty flow,
Free from guidance, fear or influence, inner peace begins to grow,
Every face is a friend without judgement,
A smile on a face with no intent.
know not of their troubles, opinions or contempt,
For living in peace where a mind is content,
Do not impose or attempt to convert,
For each to their own is a quiet lament.
A day without TV,
A day to be free...
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