In the forest I toured the wildflowers;
at home I sprayed herbicide.
For my children I prepared a nutritious feast;
for myself, leftovers.
Among the crowd I longed for understanding;
in my heart I praised original thought.
I petitioned the counselors for advice;
meanwhile to myself I’d stopped listening.
When night fell, I defended the plunderers;
but I woke ashamed of my riches.
In bed I fantasized about taking a lover;
I was all faithfulness with my partner.
At church I rejected authority;
among my peers I followed all the rules.
In my prayers I begged for God to act;
as for my life, I was sovereign.