CMXLVI

Late night

Walking cobbled streets of Prague

Had one too many pilsners

Met a street performer

On the corner

Done for the night playing his violin

After an hour of shooting the breeze

I asked my new friend

Why is it that you are so at ease?

He replied:

“I play for spare change

I’m the only one who needs to be pleased

Some people call me lazy and completely crazy

But

Too much ambition would no longer be fun being a musician

I accept who I am

No need to try to be on top of the highest mountain”