Government was created to make the citizens' lives better, to make all of our days bright.
Government should never make us pay, they should help us live our best days.
If I ran the government, I would never make the citizens pay, I would do a type of profit-sharing business and give each one their profit.
Like all businesses, a country is like a business, and the people are the investors, they live and take care of their surroundings.
Government should not allow the citizens to become the product and make them pay for others to get rich and make us all get sick and left to live out in the cold and dark.
Like all businesses, it has its ups and downs, lessons are learned, and we move on with better and better ways to grow and produce for the future of all citizens.
I read of the most successful American Native Indian tribe and how they use the profit-sharing type of government and they have been very successful.
Making our tomorrows better, with each one of our works, lets us build and learn for all of us, making us have less stress and better retirements.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
When in the cradle
or a boat that rocks
life's lessons are learned
at the school of hard knocks
where these things are taught
you didn't oughta
1., stand up in a canoe
when it's in the water
as you may pitch
overboard
go down
and nearly drown
&/or,
2., stand up in a hammock
slung between the trees
as you could fall
all out
but merely skin your knees
unless you land upon your head
and then you may end up dead
*“There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.”
In a home of tranquility, where you learn at your mother’s knee,
(if you are blessed to have a home like that of sanity,)
self-aware, loving and forgiving, you’ll likely be.
Raised in an environment mostly free of crime or war,
you will have peace; for feeling less stress, you ought to thrive
both physically and mentally, and emotionally as well.
Will you have learned gratitude though for simply being alive?
That good things are learned by example is a given,
but are you truly at your best if you haven’t faced a storm?
Do you know what it is to truly be courageous
when all the things you value away from you are torn?
Folks facing trials are those who can prove their whole worth.
Having tribulations you might learn how strong you truly are.
Appreciation for things you’ll know better when life brings gales.
Admiration I feel for those who wear a battle scar.
*There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.” — Willa Cather, The Song of the Lark
For Jason and his Argonauts, golden wool was theirs to fleece
For the British, Iran's oil was theirs to drill and steal
In '53 the West led Iran's democracy into a tyrant's peace
Now we call the trouble since all part of God's grand will
So many harsh lessons are learned in winter's darkest days
Only to be forgotten as we approach a warm September
Yet in the annals of time the truth is on display
It is incumbent upon us to stop, pause, look and remember
Creativity comes and goes
Memories stays the same
Dive into it,do not keep me waiting
Knowledge gets accumulated
Lessons are learned
Blend into it,waiting is a word
I am coming out,
As the sea
Spells my name
Rejoice in yourself
As the thunderstorms
Lights up the name
Rejoice in the holy spirit
I am here,
Creativity goes and comes
Memories are made
Dive into it,do not keep me waiting
Knowledge gets utilized
Learned Lessons are performed
Blend into it,waiting is a plan
I am coming in.
Time is a word used to understand things that have passed,
A word that could mean slow or conceptually fast,
Do you understand what that means,
Or do you grab on and fly by those pant seams,
We use words to try to make sense of things,
From cosmological couplings to New York fashion flings,
A verbal frequency somehow makes sense,
For our conceptions are learned in a past tense.
They say he is cut from a different cloth
Dances to a different drummer
Walks with a steady stride where he goes
Offers all enough respect to earn his
Finds humor in his own foibles as well as yours
Values lessons taught by puppies and babies
Will not give you the time of day but will spend it with you
He can change and diaper a baby and rock her to sleep
And later how to spit and change a tire
He will stand, grit his teeth, and allow you to grow
In knowledge, strength, belief and let you experience
All that goes with knowledge, strength and beliefs
He will offer warnings and cautions while hiding his fear
For there is a difference between lessons that are taught
And lessons that are learned through experience
He will find humor in the hardest lessons
And lessons in the laughter of learning
He is a pain in the ass
For he challenges himself
In the same way he challenges you
I believe we have all met them
Those who lead without asking others to follow
Who teach as they pass through our lives
Leaving us to smile and whisper “thank you”
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
The road will be tricky and twisted with turns;
On life's winding path we're often misled.
The mission is won with tears that we shed,
May every defeat be quickly adjourned;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead.
Do not be afraid in your soul there is said
The strength to endure whatever is churned;
On life's winding path we're often misled.
Life is a tapis where future is thread,
Its pattern mere mortals can never discern;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
The path is unknown and not easily tred,
With every misstep the lessons are learned;
On life's winding path we're often misled.
May hope before us ever be spread,
May tables be set with sweetest sauterne;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
Often we travel with God's blessing of bread,
Sometimes with a curse from the devil's own urn;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
On life's winding path we're often misled.
Built for security
Torn down
Brick by brick
This has been found.
Escaped from danger
Not looking around
Exit as fast
Escaped the past.
The future holds better opportunities
No holdbacks are allowed
Positivity abroad
Lessons are learned.
Burnt with negativity
Forgiveness after all
No more bad walls
Life fulfillment installed.
Jesus Called
New life
New Future
A bright light.
Lessons are learned with each step in time
Each moment and as each day goes by.
Sometimes they're hard And hit us at the core Sometimes their simple As the unlocking of a door However it is that we learn our new lesson
It's Undeniable
That We'll never look at that situation the same again Warnings are meant to prevent us from harm
Warnings are meant to set off alarms
Warning should be taken at Heed
warning at the end should give us a PEACE
Peace is a Luxury that we take for granted so often Peace should be at the core of your being
and in every situation you should find it
Peace is the light at the end of the tunnel Of darkness that's around us with
and if Warnings bells are sounding off remember the peace you find is the true place
**This is about half the length of original, (which I plan to scrap completely) and hopefully an improvement.
Deliberate rebellion,
Careless actions,
Sometimes get us punished.
Ignorance and stupid mistakes
Provided opportunities for learning and growing.
Sometimes life lessons are learned
When the plan is clear and intent is clean.
What about when the foot gets set
On a path to not be taken.
Then God uses the path taken
Or God sets the path straight.
Sometimes the things that hurt the most in life
Are there to be the guide.
Hearts can grow,
Plans can change,
But the dance in anger
Needs a new song.
Every time I see a handicapped youth,
My heart cries tears of thankfulness.
Reflecting on my high school days,
That could’ve been me in a wheelchair.
I have challenges like anyone else,
Yet abundantly blessed to be mobile.
Taking medication is so universal,
It seems absurd if you take nothing.
I don’t want to review my past,
I only want to establish my future.
Lessons are learned reflecting the past,
Goals are reached when I plan and attack.
I was put on earth for a purpose,
Don’t discard me like daily garbage.
As I progress with every atomic step,
I praise God for my every breath.
Overture floods sacred seconds
as well-worn dread clings like a
stale apostle before betrayal.
Seat 2 in row N is my island
confessional from which all lies
are learned and recited.
I sit patiently staring at the
crimson curtain that hides all
God’s sainted abominations.
When it finally rises, will there
be redemption, retribution or
ultimate recognition?
Lights slowly fade down in this
hallowed auditorium where
Omega eats Alpha and sleeps.
Billowing velvet floats into night
as a figure enters and silently
stands center stage.
He is my new past.
A sentinel blurred, but certain.
The show has begun.
Tonight I weep.
Awakened by a memory
As my sleep began to part.
Echos of past fallen tears
like footprints on my heart.
So many gifts God gave to me
each one was heaven sent.
I didn’t know what love was,
or even what it meant.
Love for me was a carnival
I played them all like games.
So many hearts were broken
I can’t recall their names.
The best of all life’s lessons
are learned by going through.
I didn’t know what love was.
Til my heart was broken too.
Tonight I weep, but not for me.
It’s a different drummer drumming.
Tonight I weep, but not for me
I know I had it coming.
These tears are those that still remain
from promises unspoken.
Tonight I cry its not for me.
But for the hearts I’ve broken.
Edwin C Hofert.
If you are paranoid and you see the cops give you the eye
Run like a cougar.
Run like the wind,
and do not look back.
If you are learned and you hear them coming
They may indeed be coming after you.
Do not let them get you on the ground.
If there are four of them, fight them all.
Forget being socialized
Forget being mannerly
Forget being polite
Run like your grandma is going to kick your petootie
Because if you don’t
your grandma may
have to kick your butt your petootie.
The child stared at his grandmother.
You are kidding, right?
I wish I was, she told him. I truly wish I was.
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