After I consider what lies before me
I calculate the damage of living carelessly
I hear what people think of what I did today

I don’t care what they say.

Here I am where circumstances have put me
Obligations I have to the powers that be

As they judge what I’ve done and not what I’ve been through

It’s just that I don’t care what they do

When the day breaks and I find myself alone
Happiness and misery are as close as the phone
The jackals and vultures who suspect I am a lamb
They know not who I am

In a circus where the ringmasters scream
We must sacrifice endlessly to achieve our dream
I smoke and toke and snort and drink

I laugh and do not care what they think

Clouds appear and we seek the truth
As if it can be dialed from a telephone booth
The answers are as real and easy as they are rare
Even the truth can’t make me care

Standing in line to wait for the answers
Are drifters, seekers, and high wire dancers
They point to the sky, scowl and curse the rain
Minding my business, I don’t hear them complain

Tell me what you feel and I’ll consider your plight
As my mind considers what you will do out of my sight
The future will unfold; a puzzle to me

I expose my true self; I don’t care what they see

Time and money are not what is real
These cannot dominate and dictate what I feel
My thoughts and musings are mine to tell
I simply don’t care if they think I’m going to hell

When you read this, consider that I care not much
For opinions, editorials, decrees and such
You begin to understand how I slave hard to reveal
No power on earth can make me care how they feel

They shunned my love, my opinion, my feelings
As they moved along and found me unappealing
Kings and pretenders scoffed at what I presented
I learned that it was my pride, not my passion they resented

Life moved on and people won and lost
What they deemed important and they paid the cost
They knew what they wanted and they seek god’s approval
I laugh at their sacrifice and motion for their removal

As darkness falls on a tortured land
I survey the damage done by my hand
They charge me with the love, the fear, the hopes, the dismay
I just don’t play the game they play.