I have my tasks and chores to do
yet no strain or stress, nor unsettledness
can provoke my motivation
I sit in comfort, with much work to do
while lesser men accomplish


not a time for thoughts to wander
but still I wonder what my mind has to offer
and can it distract me from what matters.
I sit in comfort, and I ponder
while lesser men accomplish




*I would like this to be a creative workshop kind of poem, as I just can't add to it. It's short and sweet, and should probably stay that way, but I would also like to just see more out of the concept. Does anyone feel particularly inspired by it? enough to add a verse?

good job

loving this piece just the way it is