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Try Is My Name


Try
is my
name

Try is my name, I try all the time, I try
too hard they all tell me.
My good friends are Effort, Persistence, and Fool,
we have lots of fun, when we’re not working.
But even our fun turns Competitive and Scheduled,
2 more of my friends who are and can be
awesome or stupid and everything in between.
I don’t think enough, I’m all about DO
and with Do I Do Do many things!
Bukowski has Don’t Try on his headstone,
he wasn’t a fan, or maybe he was, just not
how the crowd interprets me.
‘Try-Hards’ are dissed in High School,
it’s not cool to be me or to receive
achievement from me.
A world full of me, and look
how well we are going!
(I was being sarcastic)
Just read the Tao Te Ching and all the great wisdom
who look on bemused at people like me,
people of action, people busy…
and even Jesus said:
“Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin”
And why am I telling you all this? I must
have low self-esteem,
I’m trying too hard,
but Try is my name,
Try to Help Me!
dog resting in front of window

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