I am the one

I am the one who sits at the back and daydreams

I am the one who got picked last in games

I am the one who skipped off boring school

I was nt one of the popular kids

I did an YTS in learning to sweep up and pick up other peoples comments

I got bored of sweeping up and grabbed a backpack

I saw five continents by the time, I was 22

I returned home

To work in boring factories and punch a clock

To girls liked who my good looks , but hated the fact I was poor

I was hurt and anrgy

So I was dumped and sacked, dumped and sacked more times than I care to count

But I had seen the magic and the breath of the world

The angry money god of das capital could not swallow   me whole

My mother taught me the measure of a man lies in wisdom not foolish pride

Rather in strength of character, in history in knowing ones own mind

I learned inner strength from the wise

To keep my own counsel

I am the quite, shy dyslexic kid who sat at the back

But now I teach

My yoga to my friends

The way of Tao

This never judges

Composed of considered thought and action

The one true gift of the ages