Amantican

                                 



                                    There's something familiar within

                                    I wish I could know

                                    Like seeing something belligerent

                                    When it was once a cuddly glow

                                    Did I used to eat with chopsticks?

                                    But now with knife and fork

                                    Scale mount Everest with oxygen

                                    Live in the countries of the Occident

                                    Did I paint a vision with brushes?

                                    And speak now the dream with poetic touches

                                    Perform a heart by pass on a patient

                                    Speak from a pulpit with mind that's gracious.

                                    All these things my mind doth sage

                                    For life is lived as an average

                                    Free as a bird to roam the hills

                                    Feasting in a concert as my heart fills

                                    I'll ponder on this till night falls

                                    I know I'm not resisting any clarion call

                                    Couldn't find work as a thespian

                                    So I became an academician.

                                    I need a word to describe this creed

                                    There's none like this in English or Sanskrit

                                    A man still can when he puts his mind to it

                                    That's it then; I'm an Amantican.