All you
whose whole family
gathers around the table
give thanks
All you
who kiss your sons
and daughters this day
give thanks
All you
burdened only by things
of this world, room and board
give thanks
All you
sent to sea by things
less than this, get over yourself
give thanks
All you
for whom death is an idea
who can argue for its machines’ perpetuation
give thanks
All you
who can eat
or laugh
or sleep
or reason
or type
or speak
or listen
or breathe
or work
or think
without pain
give thanks