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Pain learning to smile.
As it has all the while.
Picking I yourself up even when you don't want to.
True.
Time never healed you.
Pain doesn't make you strong.
That's wrong.
No, time doesn't heal.
It can't feel.
Another layer to peel.
Alone in a crowd.
Alone, don't say it to loud.
Strength to walk.
Words that you talk.
So many people around.
Plenty of love to be found.
But I see.
Just not for me.
Part of being free.
Every day is today.
The price you pay .
They say.
Hearts mend.
Will's bend
Souls live forever.
Love, never
Give me strength today.
Keep going my own way.
Nothing changes.
Just rearranges.
Time.
Rhyme.
Days go by .
Why bother to cry.
All the same.
Myself to blame.
So lame.
Mindset
You can do
Whatever you set your mind to do
It starts as just a thought
Bring it to life
You can do it
Just do it right
Hype yourself up
You deserve the hype
Its all in what you seek
And you will find
Sometimes you got to reset your mind
Mindset
Mindcheck
With that comes respect
(Repeat 1x)
You can have an idea
Thats great
Please don't hesitate
You don't need to reassure
You got this
Go ahead and rock this
Don't sit on your dreams
Manifest them by all means
Don't stop
Keep going
Watch your blessings start overflowing
Where am I going
Over and beyond
Fulfill my passion with a lot of fun
Its just begun
My time
And it all started with my mind
Mindset
Mindcheck
With that comes respect
(Repeat 1x)
Set your mind
On go
Progress comes
Even if its slow
(Repeat 1x)
Mindset
Mindcheck
With that comes respect
(Repeat until chorus fades )
Written by Concetta Hardnett
01/25/2026
America has at times used a lot of guts and grit, to make us able to live and feel okay.
Okay to speak, to have free speech, to live in an environment that we feel safe and can walk about.
Guts and grit, never quit, keep going and make us remember all of your tricks.
Guts and grit, to move forward, to have the knowledge to feel courage, to feel empathy, to have truth, to know not all wish us well.
Well to grow in a way, that we can pray and love our God, and to have our people feel happy as they can.
Well to grow in the land, like the sweet flowers do when they bloom.
Blooming and shining bright, we are like the flowers and everything bright, we want to shine and feel the warmth of the sun, making all of our moments feel special as we move along in life.
Guts and grit, to stand our ground, to have the knowledge that we have some that don’t wish us well.
Guts and grit, are our way, we have a history of making our way, we reflect on our history, and remember George Washington and all of his words that we can ponder through life.
We remember our patriots past and current and future, we wish them the guts and grit to reach for the stars.
We are forever learning and want to love, to learn, to grow and be all that makes us feel amazing each and everyday and way.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
The Prophet Of Dumaz Speaks
(A lone voice whispers)
Hey you
You do realize
You picked this life
Before you were born
All the people you've met
Loved
Hated
Family
Friends
Lovers
Situations
Hardships
Encountered
In whatever nation
When you signed your soul's timeline
Up high
Somewhere
In the Deep Divine
It may be a strange thing
Knowing this
But consoling
All the same
In a bizarre way
Souls
Some say
Need to face
Trials and tribulations
To soar higher
To be refined
So maybe
What you're presently
Going through
Is a journey of love or pain
You
Yes
You
Have already planned
To go through
Again
So view challenges
In a new way
Don't be daunted
Scared or swayed
Face them with courage
And fortitude
For to not do so
This time around
Would be rude
Or you could just crumble
And turn to dust
Only to ask
For the same experience
Again
With your soul
Entombed in a new husk
So trust your instincts
And I hope and pray
This got you thinking
That all you're enduring
You've asked for
Even knowing me
Via this poetic review
To remind you
Keep going
You still have
So much to do
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
And the only reason I stick around
Is because there's still a tiny piece of me still holding onto hope
Hope that you'll finally see (youre not blind)
Hope that you'll finally understand
(But youll never find)
Hope that you'll stop treating me the way that you have (just be kind)
But I can see that'll never happen (double lined)
[I got left behind]
Maybe tell me what it is that makes you treat me this way
When I ask, you'll never say
Behind my back you have lots to say
I don't understand how you think that's okay
It seems to me like you think this is fun
I hope you understand that this can't be undone
Please explain it to me, aren't I your son?
I wish you would finally see
How things that have happened effected me,
and care, actually...
Instead I'm the monster, youre the victim
I'm the one feared... this is a symptom
I was raised in narcissism masked by biblicism
How can I trust your words, they're filled with venom
I am the way I am because of how I've been treated or rather, how I've not
I'm not selfish or greedy cause I watched (all of you)
It was ingrained in me but I fought (all the way through)
I have understanding and empathy even though it wasn't taught (got a different view)
Instead I learned, "must be nice", "that'll never happen", and "that figures"...
It took me some time but I finally remember,
Why I am the way i am,
Why I share when I have very little,
Why I help people even when I barely can,
Why I keep going even when I'm shattered,
And why pretending to be okay, I've mastered...
It's because when i was younger I made a vow
That I'd "never be like them", no matter how
So you can have all the material possessions and money
But none of that is what's important.
Money is a means to live
Not a reason to be loved...
I didnt fall out of line,
I was shoved...
Thanks for helping me with some history
To remind myself why I never fit in with this family
Why I'm the black sheep willingly...
Hopes gone, trully...
"Only drowning men can see Him"
I'm here today not because I slipped
But because I decided I wanted to see you
To tell you how I've slipped from glory
This is a call for help so that I can come back to you
I've been walking in darkness
But my eyes haven't lost the light
That's why I keep going knowing
That there's light at the end of it all
I'm here today, sinking in the chaos I created
For I stayed far away from the word
Now I've forgotten to say a prayer
Could you pray for me or with me
For I'm feeling my soul slowly letting go
An inner peace that's lonely
Coz I know I've fallen off into the cycle
Been going in circles instead of walking to you
I'm here today not because I don't believe
But because I keep doubting if it will come to be
Coz I've been praying till my lips fell silent
My weak spirit wavered & I slept through the blessing
Show me the way to you today
And I'll swim right across
Cause if I do nothing I'll drown
My soul is already soaking wet from regret
The PO£T
At the end of every day,
when the house goes quiet
and her laughter fades into sleep,
I step outside
and talk to the wind.
That’s where you are,
isn’t it?
I tell you how she smiled today—
missing her two front teeth,
but still lighting the whole damn room.
You’d have laughed.
I tell you how she scraped her knee
trying to ride without training wheels.
I held her while she cried,
and I whispered what you’d say:
"You’re tougher than you know, baby girl."
Sometimes, I tell you things
I can’t say to anyone else—
how I’m scared I’m not enough,
how I see you in her every day
and it wrecks me in the best and worst ways.
I told you when she made honor roll.
When she kissed my cheek
and called me her hero.
You’d be proud of her…
You’d be proud of me, I hope.
I even told you about the first boy
who made her blush—
God help him.
When she got sick,
I sat beside her bed
and begged you in silence
to keep her safe.
And when she opened her eyes,
I swear, I felt your hand on my shoulder.
I tell you when I lose it.
When the loneliness is louder
than her laughter.
When the walls feel too tight
and the silence feels like failure.
But most nights…
I just say thank you.
For giving me her.
For giving me the strength
to keep going.
She’s growing up fast.
Smarter than me,
braver than I deserve.
You’d love her stories.
You’d love her heart.
One day, I’ll tell her
how I talked to you every night.
How you were never really gone.
How her mama still walks these halls
in wind and memory.
Until then—
I’ll keep whispering
your name
into the breeze
that wraps around my chest
like your arms used to.
You’re still here.
You never left.
And I’ll keep you close
in every breath,
in every storm,
in every quiet
night of love.
I am running the last mile in my life,
The age and tired feet have made my run to a limping walk,
still, I walk and walk to the beacon of hope,
Never let the pessimism take over the last straw of my hope.
Sometimes I fall, to get up and keep going again,
Sometimes tired I stand to watch the cycle of life revolve around
my eyes,
Sometimes I feel loved, sometimes I feel ignored,
Sometimes I feel the time has passed by me, still I see my soul's
destination in front of me.
In the journey of life my soul is searching for love and peace,
The feeling of love where I will lose the existence of mine,
The sense of peace and tranquility where I would not hear my
melancholy songs again,
I will walk miles looking for until I fall and can't get up again.
I meet so many souls on my way with troubled mind,
confused about the goals and destinations of their life,
Some say I am old, I don't want to live,
They will have to walk with me enjoying the virtues and glory of
their life.
I have spent enough nights looking up, trying to find an answer in something too far away to hear me ask.
Maybe that's what we do when life stops making sense. We look for signs.
A star that burns brighter. A door that opens. A coincidence that feels too perfect to be coincidence.
We call it fate because sometimes chance feels too small for what happens to us.
But I don't know anymore.
I don't know if the road was waiting for me or if I simply kept walking until it became a road.
I don't know if some people were meant to find me or if we just happened to cross paths at the exact moment we both needed someone.
Maybe that's the part the stars don't tell us.
Maybe they don't write our endings.
Maybe they just watch.
Watching us lose things we thought we'd keep.
Watching us hold on long after holding on started to hurt.
Watching us stand in the middle of a life we never planned and somehow keep going.
I've blamed fate for things I couldn't change.
I've thanked it for things I couldn't explain.
But tonight I think I'll leave the stars alone.
Let them be stars.
Let them burn without needing to mean something.
And let me be here, still choosing, still becoming, still walking into whatever comes next without needing the sky to tell me where I'm going.
Don't be scared
I'm different
Don't keep keeping your distant
I'm what you consider rare
I'm like a pair of shoes
The perfect pair
Step your feet in there
It's Smooth
I'm the kinda person you don't want to lose
I'm like the perfect verse
You choose
Whether you snooze or stop
Or keep going
I'm the one who's not worth ignoring
I'm not boring
I'm loveable and honest
I'm your super to your sonic
I want to try something new
Boy ,I want to try it with you
I want to wipe away
All the fears you faced
Why are we scared to express our feelings
Talk about all the dealings
That we had
Whether they were good or bad
Ohhhhhh
There's always a time.
To heal
You have to forgive
Others and yourself
Forgiveness is good for your health
You only have one life to live
So live it
Give it
All you got all you had
You suppose to be happy not sad
Let me help you get back
To where you suppose to be
The most dynamic team .
This here is new .
You to me boy
And me to you
I want to try something new
Boy ,I want to try it with you
I want to wipe away
All the fears you faced
Written by Concetta Hardnett
12/27/2022