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Path walked measured with words,
Stripping the unwanted ones down, to be newly clothed.
Lost swooning over how much happiness the heart can take,
Felt those properly sieved emotions flowing through.
The words kept coming as the path was walked.
The farther the path was walked, the heavier the words were to strip off.
Could either take it or take a hit.
Feeling both the warm and cold inside.
The hovering cost of being myself for too long.
While it seems like it is a lot of work,
The control over the words I embrace makes it all better.
That I can choose the words I take a hit for.
A car goes crash, a baby’s born;
A surgeon makes a cut.
A window opens for some light;
Another one is shut.
A sale is made, a bid is lost;
Investments take a hit.
Some progress happens somewhere,
Quite a lot or just a bit.
The news is great or things are worse
Or hanging in the air.
Decisions may be made or someone
Gives in to a dare.
The mini worlds we live in
Sometimes keep us safe inside,
But life goes on and we can never
Absolutely hide.
Whatever happens happens
To ourselves or to a friend
Or a relative or stranger
But it’s foolish to pretend
That each day and every minute
Something isn’t taking place.
If we’re lucky, we’ll be spared
And have no negatives to face.
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THE VOICE
What has been silence is now a soft sigh
Although not yet words, it’s still a voice
It will soon be maturing and have its say
And a message shared, come what may
Leaving none in doubt, with no choice
All to be somehow affected, by and by
Ever more deeply, it penetrates the soul
A resonance and rhythm, not just sound
A certain resolute tone may be detected
And yet nothing less was ever expected
With vibration in the air and the ground
As comprehension is always a final goal
Words are just like bullets in the magazine
Some fired wildly, others carefully aimed
Those who are targeted can gasp and fall
Yet some can never even take a hit at all
One can be inspired, but others shamed
A few may have turned to flee the scene
But finally, all the sighs do become quiet
All words spoken have played their hand
Some voices were softer, but others loud
Others to have just got lost in the crowd
But a critical few must try to understand
With such impact that none can deny it
The present dent is so disgusting and aggravating at times, so much so, that something has to change.
I can truly be honest and admit, I got a problem with this.
Yes, it is definitely time to get rid of this eyesore and draining present dent. Enough is enough! I’m done! I’m so sick and tired of looking at and hearing people talk about this present dent.
There has to be a way to fix this. This has been going on wayyy too long.
Well, finally, finally, finally I figured it out and did something about it.
But as for you, what do you think should happen to the present dent?
Yes, the present dent. “The Dent.” The dent that is in your life.
Truth be told, we all have “Dents.” Dents in our relationships, our finances, our health, our faith, our direction, on our job…
A dent can be from pressure, from a hit, from a mark made in the surface of something… Too much stress can cause a dent in your mood and attitude. Your confidence can be dented by negative words spoken. Your finances can take a hit due to a job loss, cheating can cause a dent in your trust… and so on and so forth.
If it’s becoming too much for you too, I’m here to tell you, do what I did and shift your focus. Don’t focus on the present dent. Look above all negativity and obstacles with a positive mindset and keep your eyes on what really matters. Positive results require positive thinking. Don’t let this dent distract you or continue to dampen you. It’s true, dents in your life can be fixed, they can bend you, but don’t let them break you.
You are strong, you are beautiful, you are so deserving to be blessed and happy.
Strengthen your faith, think positive, believe, be patient, embrace the process and watch the transformation.
As for me… I’m knocking my dents out slowly but surely.
Have you heard about the latest ploy?
To deploy soy,
Into everything I enjoy,
My tastebuds to destroy.
Never mind that an allergy to soy,
Could affect your boy,
Or that flour in anything you buy has been bulked up with Soy,
Or that there is no room in the product for what used to meet your joy.
I almost forgot to mention that freedom to choose anything but Soy,
May soon be something else you may no longer enjoy,
As corn fields take a hit as they are replaced by soy
As planting of Soy is now common on American soil and jobs too will
be based on Soy.
With a free glass of soy milk during your break from planting soy.
Once your taste buds are destroyed by soy,
How will we tell if our hamburger is the real McCoy?
And that is not the only ploy,
You will see them deploy,
As mountains of salted caramel go into what does not contain soy.
The good news is there is still time for a counter ploy,
If we home bake and push up again the demand for the real McCoy,
But remember time is running out for you to deploy,
Before your taste buds they destroy.
stop telling me, trying to persuade me
that you won’t do what you do no more ‘cause
the first time left me blind, but now I see
it is what it is, you was what you was
the games the same men and boys like they toys
where you from a project slum taught you s---
tomorrow brought sorrow and little joy
what’s your point light the joint and take a hit
a change of mind can sure mess your mind up
fools and lies can be a futhamucka’
I brought all my bad habits and my cup
call your mother and tell her you love her
your sip and flip make me want to holler
cut the bulls--- and loan me five dollars
Quit, Don’t Quit
When life throws you crap
Just stay put but don’t snap
When your alone and standing against a crowd
Just stay quiet, still and calm, no need to be loud
When people take a jibe at you because you are different
Trust yourself, and look ahead and know you are magnificient
When there is no meaning and clarity to your work
Hang on, Rome was not built in a day, so don’t go beserk
There is a time to stay and a time to move on
A time to take a hit and a time to give back
A time to be calm and a time to be furious
A time to be liked and a time to be disliked
A time when life is meaningful and time when it is meaningless
So when the time comes, don’t stay please quit.
If we’re lucky we have many blessings that throughout our life arise.
and sometimes the most wonderful of these are the blessings in disguise.
A time when things seemed to be falling apart at an extremely rapid pace
when…what we actually found…was they were falling into place.
A time when despite a misfortune…we kept going…we grew…we succeeded!
A time we did not get what we wanted…which was exactly what we needed.
A mistake that taught us a lesson, perhaps two…or even three.
A misfortune or a failure that turned into opportunity.
A defeat that didn’t stop us…because we persevered through our strife…
and learned a valuable lesson…how defeats are part of life.
How we can be resilient…how we can take a hit…
How a defeat can only define us…if and when we choose to quit.
A time we closed our eyes and wondered if we’d ever again experience life’s highs…
and when we opened them…to our amazement…we found a blessing in disguise.
Isn’t it amazing in life…that behind some of our misfortunes,
some of our adversities…
our scares
If we look hard enough we can find a blessing hiding there.
Waiting patiently to help us overcome our darkness
when we have, in sadness, lost our sight.
Standing quietly in the background to lead us to the light.
And so today…in the midst of all our turmoil…
with every grief and misery that arise…
as we search through the ruins left behind
may we find that blessing in disguise.
The gambling apps are scary,
Though they don’t tempt me a bit,
For the ones who should be wary
Are the ones who’ll take a hit.
Just like every addiction,
There’s an obvious appeal,
But a gambling affliction
Is the worst kind of raw deal.
Those who really can’t afford it
Are lured in because the odds
Bring them one step closer toward it,
Feeling up there with the gods.
What once worked for only races –
Horses, greyhounds, cars that drag,
Now is found in many places,
Waiting for some saps to snag.
Who will score more in a ball game?
Who’ll be leading in the polls?
What will be the Royal babe’s name?
Who will land the leading roles?
Though it’s bad enough when older
Folks are drawn to such a con,
Younger people, sometimes bolder,
May find all their dreams are gone.