New York Panorama

Life in Manhattan through the eyes of an Englishman

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Safe or Happy?

Free falling for twenty thousand feet,
without a parachute, while making love.
Certain death, but what a rush!

Life in a bunker underground, air filtered,
with food screened, and guards outside.
No problems here, you can't touch me.

A level between security and excitement:
Happiness, like beauty, is in the eye
of the beholder, and mine's not yours.

Be safe, you say, labelling me
with apprehensions I may not share.
Your greeting wasted, I felt nothing.

When you greet me, give me some space.
I'll gladly take your blessing, but
wish me happiness, I'll choose my own.

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