I approached the Free Speech table with apprehension.
I didn’t know what to say.
Ranting about the government was not my style,
bitching about my neighbors only leads to bad Karma.
My back hurts, but a lot of other people have it worse.
I had no reason to complain.
My life was going well, had a wonderful wife.
I love where I live, can see the beach from my backyard.
So I just kneeled to the ground
using my five free minutes
to write down my thoughts
in thick yellow chalk.