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Listen up, my daughters, let me break it down
Life's a stage, but you're not here to clown
You've got to face the music, face it strong
Face your fears, show the world where you belong
Don't let them clip your wings, wings are meant to soar
Winging it sometimes, that's what life is for
But root yourself in values, roots run deep
Rooting out the nonsense, that's wisdom to keep
Stand your ground, ground yourself in truth
Grounding your decisions, from age to youth
Rise above the noise, rise like the sun
Rising to occasions, that's how battles are won
Weather the storm, weather it with grace
Weathering criticism with a poker face
Steel your nerves, steel them like a blade
Steeling yourself for the choices to be made
Bridge the gaps, bridge them with your mind
Bridging understanding, leaving doubt behind
Scale the heights, scale them bit by bit
Scaling back expectations that don't fit
Balance your life, balance work and play
Balancing act, that's the price to pay
Weigh your options, weigh them carefully
Weighing in on issues, speak out clearly
Brave the odds, brave them with a smile
Braving new frontiers, go the extra mile
Charge ahead, charge your inner battery
Charging through obstacles, set your spirit free
Light your path, light it with your dreams
Lighting up the darkness, nothing's as it seems
Fuel your passions, fuel them day and night
Fuelling your ambitions, keep your goals in sight
Don't be too rigid, rigid minds will break
Rigid rules are meant for you to shake
Be flexible, flexible like a reed
Flexing your strength, that's what you'll need
Channel your emotions, channel them right
Channeling energy into your fight
But don't let them flood, flood your rationality
Flooding your judgment leads to fatality
Remember, my daughters, life's a complex game
Gaming the system isn't the aim
Aim for integrity, aim for what's true
Aiming high, that's what you should do
So face the world, face it head-on
Facing challenges, that's how you'll grow strong
The ball's in your court, court success with zeal
Courting life's adventures, that's the real deal
Now go forth, my daughters, write your story
Story of courage, rationale, and glory
Storying your journey with each passing day
Journeying forward in your unique way
A loving father once said of his now deceased son, "I shall go to him, but he shall not return to ME"*. It was his way of acknowledging REALITY. If our lives involve an ocean beach, we live with the high and low TIDES. We learn to adapt to things we do not control and roll with them in THRIDE.
To keep reaching for or holding on to something that you once SAW, Refusing to see the hand-writing on the wall, is clutching at STRAWS. It's not over until it's over, but you must know when it is finally OVER. Even in Spring time, how long is too long to look for for a 4-leaf CLOVER?
The Lord sought to heal and restore Israel until there were no more REMEDIES**. Mercy triumphs judgment because we want to give every possible opportunity for a situation or relationship to work. In a sense, The Lord let go of the straws. Sometimes we have to possess the ability to expose and judge human TRAVESTIES.
Often it is next to impossible to turn and walk away when it rains on our PARADE. If the sun beams down upon us, and the tree that we have relied upon for SHADE has been cut down, it is not a time for WHINING and CRYING. We must FACE the music and plant another tree in its PLACE. If it doesn't rain, and water is scarce, a rock lawn may be more appropriate than one with GRASS. When we have spilled the milk, we must wipe it up, grab a cookie, and pour another GLASS.
091820PSCtest, Clutching At Straws, Kai Michael Neumann *2 Samuel 12:23; **Jeremiah 36:16; 18 Rhymes in Caps
I’m honestly done with this horrible, angsty doubt inside
I slept in for too long that I’m sick of having it with myself, simply hiding
I’m genuinely gone glistening like the sun that has surely died
I crept in my bed silently…I failed you greatly and my hope is subsiding
Give mercy a chance
To heal you from your triggering trance
Give mercy a chance
I take you on a life’s wondrous dance
Give mercy a chance
To give you merriment from on high happily
Give mercy a chance
To live inside you to make you bloom bravely
Give mercy a chance
Give mercy a chance
Give mercy a chance…
To heal your broken soul
To make you so beautiful
To steal away the pain, to shove it down the drain
To break away the bewilderment from your brain
Just have mercy…on my heart
I’m arrogantly wrecked me up and worn me out like a strong punching bag
I am down and under in the waters of wistfulness and I am close to dying
I’m robustly trying to listen to your reason behind getting stomped on like a rag
I am drowning in crooked lullabies and I am in need of the rope of hope, crying
Give mercy a chance
To heal you from your triggering trance
Give mercy a chance
I take you on a life’s wondrous dance
Give mercy a chance
To give you merriment from on high happily
Give mercy a chance
To live inside you to make you bloom bravely
Give mercy a chance
Give mercy a chance
Give mercy a chance…
To heal your broken soul
To make you so beautiful
To steal away the pain, to shove it down the drain
To break away the bewilderment from your brain
Just have mercy…on my soul
Give me a reason
To believe in your fickle ways
Give me a season
To blossom in these gray days
Give mercy a try
And, soon, you’ll fly
Now, I’m bound in this ribcage of envious rage
Somehow, I’m found — chainless in pride and happiness in stride
Triggering circumstances on this life’s page
Face the music within…I don’t want to hide what’s really inside
Especially when you’re not by my side
Crucified in loneliness
While you live in loveliness
Give mercy a try, cold-hearted love of mine
There, you’ll find that my wings are made of divine shine
Just have mercy on all of me…
And my mind of misery…
That’s the kind I can’t stand
I wish you’d understand…
There is coming a time with days of peace, poise, and promise.
But for now, these are the days of conflict, violence, war, and strife.
I use to hear the elderly say, "When I was Young.....", but those days are gone.
To the aged whose time is moving at jet propulsion speed, these are the days not longed for. To the preteen child who wishes that the season of time would cease its snail-paced crawl, these are the days that should hitch their wagon to the stars and make haste into tomorrow. These are the days of yesterday's rainbows with never a hope of any pot of gold. Besides, it's high time to cease 'make believe' and face the music of reality. Yet these are the days we take back yesterday, recycle its genuine qualities, and connecting them with today, we build a better tomorrow for our posterity. These are not the days of "poor me, I seriously doubt that we can do that". These are the days of believers and not doubters; dreamers and not sleepers; and days not of dividers, but of uniters and teamers who say, "Yes we can!" These are the days to find hope even in the middle of poverty and terror. Were those good old days of which we often speak really good in their day? Maybe; maybe not. Let history be the judge of yesterday. These are the days that we must stand and fight for those days yet to be born.
05282018PoetrySoupContest, These are The Days, Daniel Turner
I awoke this morning
In this UK land
Where people went about
Their daily plan
Someone else awoke
In a different dream
All he left behind
Were silent screams
His twin brother
Their Solicitor at work
A colleague, a friend
What lit this spark
His rampage continued
From village to village
Hindsight, gun sight
Leaden pillage
Many others perished
To this mind from
The flick of a switch
His internal bomb
Then the inevitable
To a wooded covering
Can't face the music
No guilty hearing
Once again
There's the ones left behind
Who have to unravel
This man from mankind
America and Finland have seen recent events on a tragic scale.
The UK has in the past seen such events also with Hungerford
and the children in Dunblane. Sadly we see it once again.
May his soul ROT in HELL.
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss-5.php
You were the one that got away from my grasp angrily
You said your apologies, but face the music
I promised you and I would be truly free from captivity
You aren't replaceable...your tune is so therapeutic
You were the one that got away from my embrace
You said your goodbyes and left without a trace
I wiped my tears of grief and seek total relief
I am but a single fall leaf, floating in your reef
You took advantage of me and you still don't care
You're only playing the dumb game of truth and dare
Good feelings fade away the moment you walk away from my presence
These emotions are so intense that I must release them in a sense
Caught myself thinking of you all night and day
Shot myself in the head with dread and dismay
I find my lost soul in the river of tears
I've been frozen in my childish fears
Loneliness is the only thing that loves me back
Feelings of satisfaction is what I actually lack
The pressure of the world makes my lips quiver
It also makes my hopeless heart beat so much harder
You were the one that got away
I was the one that got away today
The gray of today makes me feel numb and quite depressed to be honest
I'm trying my best to spread my wings and soar in the misery-bound mist
I was pretending that you were the one that was found in my arms of love
I was thinking of a happily ever after, but that wouldn't be enough for me to build strength to fly up above
You were the one that got away from the room of doom
I am the one that assumed that you're gone because of me and my gloom
I've been searching all around for you
You just disappeared out of the blue
Are you really the one that got away?
Are you now shining bright like the day?
I'm a deep shade of black
You're the shade of green and blue
I'm really wanting you back
Who knew you'd be the one that got away without a clue
Where have you been?
Are you gone forever in the wilderness of shame? I can't describe how speechless and enraged I am - this is lame
Have you left again?
Are you the one that got away and placed the blame on me? You know, I don't want to played with like a game
I know a deadbeat system when I see one
Charging 25 cent in a public bathroom for napkins
When it should be free
Sharing a public bathroom with men and women
When the bathroom should be separated
A shelter with men and women in there
When they should have different facilities for different genders
Cash assistance only for females who have kids
When cash assistance should also be for single and married individuals too
Funding for minorities to go to college they put a stop to that
So now a minorities is left without a sit for school because they cut the funding
Instead of housing the poor
They got them staying with there family and friends
The land of the rich
Stoping acting like you can't afford it
Stop lying to the people
It's time to face the music
It's okay to be consider the land of the broke
in till the money shows back up
That cut back it hurt millions
It left alot of individuals
Unemployment
Homeless
Poverty
The system trying to replaces money that noone knows where it went too
I know a deadbeat system when I see one
Where is the new streets
Where is the new side walks
Ain't this what are American tax's dollars pay for
Where is the money going too
No one seems to know until someone trips
and falls from the crack in the sidewalk
No one seems to know until someone's car
gets a flat tire from a pothole in the streets
No one seems to know
Until a street light that was suppose to turn red for a car to stop
ends up
crashing into five other idividuals all because that street light didnt work
Suffering
Pain
Agony
How long do we the people have to live like this
Hopefully one day the deadbeat system will get it together
No more drugs
No more disease
No more hunger
Stop leaving the people a stray
Start making a change
Starting today
By; Shaniki Smith
Date: 06-15-2016
A few days ago,
I had you in my arms
We were in your Honda car...
We didn't go too far...too far...
We used to make each other laugh
Until one of us falls down and coughs
I'm afraid I lost you long ago...
Losing touch of you reduces me to woe
Maybe someday,
We'll be together again
I would be your tiger on a gold leash
I promise I won't let go
Until you let me know
That you've forgotten about me
Then, I'd leave you be...
Like the waves of the sea
Hmmm mmmm...
Ohhhh ooooh...
Just stay with me for a minute or two
I miss you all the way - this is true
We were two peas in a pod - now, that is true
I got to face the music
I know our time was epic
But, I need to forget about you
Forgive me with no trace of rue
Maybe someday,
We'll be together again
I would be your tiger on a gold leash
I promise I won't let go
Until you let me know
That you've forgotten about me
Then, I'd leave you be...
Like the waves of the sea
Hmmm mmmm...
Ohhhh ooooh...
All this time,
I've grown accostumed to you
Succumbing to the fact that I'd be nothing without you
You are priceless, for you mean so much to me
You are pure happiness, so will you set me free?
Maybe someday,
We'll be together again
I would be your tiger on a gold leash
I promise I won't let go
Until you let me know
That you've forgotten about me
Then, I'd leave you be...
Like the waves of the sea
Hmmm mmmm...
Ohhhh ooooh...
Maybe someday,
We'll be together again
I would be your tiger on a gold leash
I promise I won't let go
Until you let me know
That you've forgotten about me
Then, I'd leave you be...
Like the wicked wind, you'll flee
Hmmm mmmm...
Ohhhh ooooh...
Maybe someday,
We'll be together again
I would be your tiger on a gold leash
I promise I won't let go...
Me:
Ain't I just loning like a wolf,
It is all my fault;
Miss those cosy conversations
With you.
I am feeling the pain
Of chatting with the wall,
I gotta face the music.
I don't know how to
Put it through to you,
You are always on my mind
It is something I cant do anything about.
Your videos are keeping me company,
Oh, I am going crazy, this is
My turning point, I will never mess
Around with Octopus, the pain is severe.
Her:
You always say that all the time,
I am just tired of it!
Me:
That's exactly what I am saying;
Tired of saying the same thing over:
Turning point,
Sunrise and sunset are not the same,
They just look alike!
You assume that you are on the correct path, you assume that destiny will lead you out of the dark; you assume that I can read your body language; you assume that I know your figurative meaning, you have strangers in your midst and a chilling reality will face you soon and you have to plough your way through before noon; you alone will have to face the music and they will sit and watch how you dance to it. The roof is porous but a dog never plays the same trick twice least he hurt its pride. The sun peeps through the clouds and fills the space around me and my spirit began grows and silence fills the room and for one brief moment, I could see it clearly. He stands on the open stage and stares blankly at me, his mouth was moving as if he was trying to say something to me, but he suddenly shifted the gaze and start pacing all over the place. I watched him sighed deeply with courage in his hand and ambition pushing him along. I wasn’t sure what he was thinking but he was reciting something with great meaning, he had a pile of paper in his hand flipping them one by one, and occasionally highlighting some lines. He looked smart and intelligent but substance was lacking from head and his youthfulness exposes his weakness. The morning dragged on and the heat spreads through the street, I watch the people come and go as they prepare for the big evening show. He took over the entire stage looking beyond the fourth wall try to connect with his eyes. I see something that he didn’t see and I was trying to communicate it to him but he was too far in his conscious mind searching for something new that couldn’t breakthrough and the audience looked at him in awe. You assume that I know something about you but I know that your shoe is black and it is smaller, than your normal shoe size; someone must have exchanged it when you roll the dice, meet at the same spot at five.