better people

gravity is holding us
back from being who we really are.
keeping us from being
light on our feet.
sleep too,
what a waste of time.
all those hours unconscious
when we could be doing things
to help the world.
and buses. the hours we
stand on the corner waiting.
the relatives with their needs,
their long visits,
and children near the stove.
the weather, with its cold
snap, the clothes we have
to wear, hiding our true
nature. the goodness
in us cant show through
when so many people are rude.
we just have to
grumble and roll our eyes.
give it back.
the long lines at the store,
the post office.
why is there no half and
half on the counter
for my coffee? we'd all
be better people
without all of that.