I'm thankful for the gym
where I spend the ends of most my long days.
It's there you'll hear a thumping hymn
that cuts through life's dull haze. 

For, there hangs a punching bag
Instead of someone lying dead.
It’s what I relentlessly pummel instead of office nags’
Hollowed and rattling, tin cup heads.  

From the Soul,
 

📕“My Thanks for the Gym” is a piece from my upcoming published anthology, “Return from the Pale Trail: Gifts to Humanity We’ve Been Taught to Forget.” I’m ecstatic to share this wonderful piece of literature with the family. I hope you all enjoy. Until then, feel free to check out my other published materials.