Striking A Balance

I balanced a penny on my thoughts 
And saw the danger money wrought 
Even though money made itself useful 
Deep within, the heart became sorrowful 

In life’s mad shuttle, doubts conditioned 
Built in the mind, pessimism positioned 

My soul sought an oath from earth’s sanctuary 
I needed laughter to help me keep my mental liberty 

Living on the edge of a knife gave me the edge 
I cultivated an optimism and made it my pledge .