Don’t go chasing Statuses.

They fall off chasing a status,

It’s a habit that we’re taught and it’s

A racket, serving us lob shots

From way back in the carriage,

Competition put the kids in a bracket

Before they could even read,

Below average.

Transforming expectations,

What’s the adage?

Life pulls us both ways like a magnet,

Searching for deep truths that were

Carved in the tablet, but the dust

Kicking up gets asthmatic,

Never static, never still, all rabbit

All out with shoulders padded like a jacket

From 87, back when I was born and

Formed the heart of a savage,

Worn more for safety like Prophylactics.

Swore I’ll never change, broken pieces

That I salvaged.

Time passage and I’ve never felt so

Ecstatic. I’m gonna change the world

He says emphatically, exactaly what his dad

Said before he passed, it’s more than a track.