Have I wasted enough of my day to pretend
To rise into dressing myself, to eat, to work?
Have I wasted enough of myself to allow
For a respite from grieving for those gone now?
Have I wasted enough of the earth to achieve
Sufficient gathering of material goods and services?
Have I wasted enough of my life yet to know
What anything means, if anything matters?
Have I given, taken, or known the right things?
Have I wandered, wondered, or found what life brings?
Have I enough?
Am I yet enough?
/ W B Kek
