The Beauty of Uselessness

We’re caught up doing useful things

Thinking about what our future will bring

Thinking of ways to put bread on the table

Competing for straight As and free cable

Tomorrow we’ll rest and put down our pens

But soon, tomorrow will turn into back then

And yesterday will be our youth, gone

Our mission on earth to make money, spawn

Do something useless, and you’ll see

The beauty of it, like in poetry

A trip to the beach, sand in your hair

The beauty of children’s smiles everywhere

If your heart’s closed, you can’t let them in

So open your soul and feel the salt on your skin

Marvel at the way you breathe in sweet air

Forget all the problems that you cannot repair

Notice the beauty of a seagull taking flight

Of the glitter on the lake beneath the moonlight

Play connect the dots with the blemishes on your skin

Ask your grandparents how their week has been

Eat candied apples, ignore your caramel grin

Then lick the remains off of your lover’s chin

Don’t think that you’re not special, ‘cause you are

To the world you’re anon but to your friends you’re a star

Like the butterfly heaving down on the stem

To the world she’s an insect, to the rose she’s a gem

Even if you don’t make a dollar off of doing useless things

Even if you won’t be able to afford golden rings

I encourage you to take a portion of your day

To forget about everything and smile for today

Because today you’re useless, doing nothing at all

And you think that you’re nobody, useless and small

Find the butterfly that’s inside of you

Show her you love her and she’ll love you too

This way, when you’re lonely and down

You’ll see the useless beauty all around

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