I never make fun of people’s religions
or political beliefs.
I find it foolish to argue
with those who are full of shit.
I am not naive.
I have my own delusions,
my own distorted ways
of thinking
and figuring out how the world works.
I cross strange territories
instead of crossing myself.
I sail in foreign seas
instead of aligning with those
who dwell above the clouds.
I may not be the sharpest tool
in the shed,
but I do know when I’m being conned.
I take life with a grain of salt,
not taking ideas too seriously
or else I’ll be lulled to sleep.
Crow On The Wire 
A quaint and insightful piece Mark, I especially liked your third stanza…..
‘I cross strange territories
instead of crossing myself.
I sail in foreign seas
instead of aligning with those
who dwell above the clouds.”
Thank you, Ivor. I just read a very insightful book called, Sapiens, that perhaps influenced this poem.
Music and reading are great influences….
Yes, they are Ivor
I can seriously relate to this!
Thanks, Malcolm.
I, too, have “my own distorted ways / of thinking / and figuring out how the world works.” How foolish we are to believe that we hold the truth of all things!
So true, Rosaliene. We all hold some absolutes that we live by. 🙂🙂
Great post, My Friend! Loved your lines 3 and 4! LOL!
Thank you, RR!
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
Thank you, RR
Courageously put into words ♥️
Thank you. 🙂
Hi, Mark. Picking favorite lines:
“I sail in foreign seas
instead of aligning with those
who dwell above the clouds.”
There is but one world, the world of future adventures in foreign seas as life unfolds, while those who delude themselves imagine that there is a place to dwell above the clouds. GROG
Right on, Grog. 👍👍