you may not believe it <br />but there are people <br />who go through life with <br />very little <br />friction or <br />distress. <br />they dress well, eat <br />well, sleep well. <br />they are contented with <br />their family <br />life. <br />they have moments of <br />grief <br />but all in all <br />they are undisturbed <br />and often feel <br />very good. <br />and when they die <br />it is an easy <br />death, usually in their <br />sleep. <br />you may not believe <br />it <br />but such people do <br />exist. <br />but I am not one of <br />them. <br />oh no, I am not one <br />of them, <br />I am not even near <br />to being <br />one of <br />them <br />but they are <br />there <br />and I am <br />here.<br /><br />Charles Bukowski<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-aliens/
