Can you say you’re lucky,
When the universe hits you square in the jaw,
Breaks your bones,
You’re seeing stars,
Sippin smoothie through wired bars,
Can you say it then? “Wow, I’m blessed.”
Can you say you’re thankful,
When the universe takes your favorite toy,
Rips it out of your hands,
Pounds precious glass into sands,
You never got to say goodbye,
Can you say it then? “Man, I’m grateful.”
Can you say you’re wealthy
When the universe spins Fortune’s wheel
Takes everything you’ve ever owned,
You’re sitting on the lawn
With ‘Foreclosed’ on your home,
Can you look up at the sky and say “Damn, I’m rich.”
Can you say you are beautiful,
When time erodes your supple skin,
Clouds obscure your amber eyes,
Your sex no longer anyone’s prize,
Can you whisper then, “Look at you, handsome devil.”
Can you love with all your heart,
Knowing that death will own
everyone you’ve ever known,
And you will die too.
Can you sing that knell loud and true,
“Hoka Hey, Today is a good day.”
If you can,
You are a man,
My son.
You are a man.
