Heavy Reflecting Featuring Ronita Mookerji

I don’t envy people their youth.

I don’t envy children

and the exams they are yet to take.

I don’t envy teenagers

and their impending heartaches.

I don’t envy the fresh-faced twenty somethings.

And their perpetual state of broke.

I don’t envy any of this.

And when I actually think about it, I don’t envy their time.

Or the vitality of their bodies.

Their opportunities or their savoir faire.

If give all that,

all over again,

I’m sure I’d have squandered it away,

all over again.