Maybe, we truly
Are inherently lazy
Or if we let convenience
Take care of responsibility
We’d let it strip part of our humanity
We won’t know the difference
We won’t know any better
Mod con is the sweetest temptation
Easily, let me slave for this nicety
Enjoy until you can no longer afford me
Necessary as deep breaths
Freshly expanded and squeezed
Among the trees
Waving at the crest
Of creature comfort
Living has a price
Never truly worth
Surrendering to a seeming, naked power
danDAman 