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Things are changing every day
People, their moods 
You, me; us 
Constantly 
We tend to grapple to find the balance 
It's a constant ebb and flow
You find yourself in a sphere of having to run to catch up at times 

But sometimes we need to not run
We need to not chase 
We need to rest 
Find

Self Centered Greed

4/24/24


I've played plenty
On my conscious life weighed heavy
I have to stay ready
Then aim steady
Obstacles I will face many
Can't give ground or let them take any
These snakes pesky
Often they petty
Life can get way deadly
One big crazy medley
That sometimes became sketchy
After turning strange and messy

When it all begun
At first it seemed fun
But now I constantly need one
Its

Self-Centered

Falling apart hurt
From feeling so wrong, so right
For egoistic heart.

Some Say

I've heard some say
Life is short. 
Enjoy. Enjoy.
Do enjoy while you can.

So some say:
Do the eat, drink and be merry dance
   for now is here 
   and domani be quite questionable.

Push aside all others. They just get in the way.
Be first in line.

Ignore the poor. 
What have they to do with

Me and Me

A selfish yes
An unkind no
Blind eye to pain
Deaf to insane.

Pray how 
does one retrace
for to find    that forgotten face 
to touch   that trembling hand
the soft unheard   to hear
the blank unseen   to see.

Pray how 
does one unchain
a lifetime of links   serpentine...
    I

Can Be Conceited and Self Centered

should have spent more time
with dear ones that I do love
meant so much to me

can be conceited
is way that they want to be
meets their own purpose

do put pills in drawer
will not spill them anymore
know what they are for


had been deep in doubt
so brought whole bottle out
with glee she did shout

when we start to swing
different tune

Song of Serenity-Senryu

       


                  seek serenity
                  inner peace, is in your soul
     

Be Kind Anyway-Tribute To Mother Theresa

People are often unreasonable 
And self-centered 
Forgive them any way
If you are kind people may
Accuse  you of ulterior motives
Be kind any way
If you are honest people 
May cheat you
Be honest anyway 
If you find happiness people 
May be jealous 
Be happy anyway
The good you do today 
May be forgotten tomorrow 
Do good anyway 
Give

Self Centered Diabolical Scarlet O'Hara

Fiddle Dee Dee Scarlet says when asked to nap with the other girls
I want to party she argues, dancing with her feet, her hair in curls
She sneaks down to where the men are and takes Ashley off
Expressing her love which is rebuffed, she hears a man’s cough.

It is that renegade, Rhett Butler, who is a

Self Centered Tranquility

Inside of our embryonic bubble, 
immune from outsiders trouble 
Blissfully detached, so unaware 
without any single, worldly care
Permanent ecstatic, numb state 
contented, equilibrious, sedate 

Seemingly impossible, extreme 
I can barely, realize in a dream 
Perhaps zoned out, on cocaine 
goofing off, to Nirvana’s Cobain 
Serotonin’s, absolutely buzzing 
my perfect lover, she’s stunning 

Is this just

Ignorance

Self absorbed, inconsiderate,
Thinking only of yourself,
Your disregard for others is palpable,
You lack feelings for others health,
Focusing on your own pleasures,
Fun is more important than rules,
Egotistical, self-centred, narcissistic that's you,
Your thoughts are "I will worry if I catch it",
Just remember those around you could catch it from you,
A deadly virus is not a game,
Your lack of

Centered

Zoned out;
       all is quiet
Peaceful, happy place,
  the perfect getaway!



Date written: 12/04/2020

The Drawing

“The Drawing”


The lines set rapidly upon the page
In a rush previously unimaginable to
My wrist.  Possibly quadrupling my pulse.
A scratching.  I even hear the nib crosses
Mark the masses of form and shadows,
Beginning to execute
A design: the idea goes forth like
A burst artery,  like a poem
Of its own flow, it seems, taking on life.
I

Swirls Centered and Settled

Would you there strongest tie not your knot
To That which the feeble me fakes not?
To that which the frightened me fears not?
To the sunken souls of the sadist me not?
And on ultimatum live in deceptions of desires,
Drained and dusted by winds long gone.

Would you there at best convince me again,
To the then lost, the love

Centered

the piano strings that thread 
the telephone poles
just outside where i reside
hum a stale tune through the clouded air
exit 
a horrid sound 
fills black 
the evil heart

i fear their poisoned blood
will flood 
the terrain 
of an already ailing world

and you know 
it is the vulnerable who suffer first

every chord in my body distorted
with no knowledge

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