rainbow-colored goggles

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they gave me rainbow-colored goggles,
said, “search for happiness,”
but i just got dizzy.

they gave me gold plated shoes,
said, “go find your way,”
but them shits were itchy.

they gave me beautiful silk gloves,
said, “hold on to love.”
they didn’t fit me.

they gave me pants and socks
and underwear.
they gave me shirts and belts
and hats to wear.

it was all uncomfortable.

they even gave me this funny mask,
told me how to laugh,
“life is funny, right?”

it’s funny how there’s no holes in this thing,
it’s hard to breathe, and it’s strapped on tight.
they said, “laugh through the sweatmixed tears,
you’ll be alright.”

well, that’s not bad advice.

i’ll be laughing the next time i feel like shit,
and you know for goddamn sure i shoved my hands
in these gloves that didn’t fit!
and i’m wearing those goggles that made me sick,
and walking in these ugly ass shoes that made me itch!

i’ll wear the pants and socks
and underwear,
the shirts and belts and hats, i swear!

i’ll even wear this mask i need to cram
on my face, i don’t give a damn!

i do so like green eggs and ham!
thank you! thank you, Sam-I-Am.
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“rainbow-colored goggles”
Steven Cuenca