Serpents of the morning

A great man once said

there's only two ways to live

one as though everything's a miracle

one as if that is negative

Today a serpent came to me

speaking and draped in orange;

either for the money, or to leave 

goodness at the door-hinge

A great man once left

with good words of advice

believe in the miracles

or just close your eyes

With hesitation and doubt

I pulled out the coin and later a bill

I surrendered reluctant but easy

there is nothing left to take still

What the great man said

should it not be put to test?

Let's stop living in the middle

I decide I'll surrender my rest

He crushed the note in his palm

and promised me panacea,

better living and fulfilled desires

with hints of utopia

A great man once said

there's only two ways to live

one as though everything's a miracle

one as if that is negative

I'll tell myself to believe

I was blessed by a serpent,

speaking and dressed in orange;

because hopes are money well-spent.