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I Sat Alone in My Despair,
All Reason for Living Gone,
When a Stranger Sat Beside Me,
with a Beard and Hair Too Long.
I Was Soon Absorbed in Misery Again,
Not Knowing That I Cried.
The Tears Dripped off My Chin
and I Wished I Could Have Died.
His Voice Was Kind and Gentle,
So I Felt No Need to Flee.
He Asked Me What Was Wrong,
to Share May Set Me Free.
I Said, "Walk a Mile in My Shoes
and Feel this Unbearable Pain.
Face All the Problems I Have,
and Feel the Weight of My Shame."
He Said My Troubles Would Go Away
as the Wind Blows Away the Sands,
Then a Wondrous Joy Swept Through Me,
as He Touched Me with Nail Scarred Hands.
Connie Moore
09/29/96
Born of the night, in the sky's own light.
Left to the sun, to die on the run.
Born of the stars, near the ballroom of Mars.
My life on the run, the half life of a sun.
We know that it's ending soon,
We know the band's out of tune. We know.
Slave to the earth, to my death, from birth.
Life on the edge? Have you seen "the Edge"?
Loved till I lost, such a cost.
My feelings are numb, the half life of a Son.
We know that it's ending soon,
We know this city's out of tune. We know.
From the start of it all, I've run with the ball.
You must pay your dues? Walk a mile in my shoes.
For better or worse, I've turned to my verse.
I've seen what's to come, the half life of a sun.
It's a hurricane of pain, to know the insane.
Begin at the start, find a key to my heart.
In all that's been said, I should have been dead.
To all that I've done, the half life of the Son.
We know that it's ending soon,
We know the worlds out of tune. We know.
For the song that is sung, my gold not yet spun,
We've not yet begun, goodbye and for one,
The Half Life of the Sun.
Have You Ever Had the Blue’s?
Author Dana Redricks
June 7, 2016
Have you ever had the blues?
Can you walk a mile in my shoes?
You give your advice without thinking twice,
But can you pay the price?
My life has been flooded with rivers of tears
I have faced and overcame many fears
Year after year I have faced my nightmares.
Were you there, did you see the things
That I have seen, dream the dreams that
Have I dreamed?
Broken promises and shattered dreams
Turning darkness into day.
I have come a long way and I am finally
Having my say.
Today is a brand new day.
Have you ever had the blues, were you?
didn’t know what to do blues.
People tell you what they would do,
But can you walk the miles that I have
Walked across the slippery slopes of life.
Can you walk the many miles I have walked?
and still have the strength,
To cope and still find hope.
I Sat Alone on a bench one day
All Reason for Living Gone,
When a Stranger Sat Beside Me,
with a Beard and Hair Too Long.
I Was Soon Absorbed in Misery Again,
Not Knowing That I Cried.
The Tears Dripped off My Chin
and I Wished I Could Have Died.
His Voice Was Kind and Gentle,
So I Felt No Need to Flee.
He Asked Me What Was Wrong,
to Share May Set Me Free.
I Said, "Walk a Mile in My Shoes
and Feel this Unbearable Pain.
Face All the Problems I Have,
and Feel the Weight of My Shame."
He Said My Troubles Would Go Away
as the Wind Blows Away the Sands,
Then a Wondrous Joy Swept Through Me,
as He Touched Me with Nail Scarred Hands.
Old man looking over at me across an empty park bench,
He was slightly smelly, unkempt and I was uncomfortable.
And he sneered at my paisley tie and at my penny loafers,
And I saw his own toes were wiggling in the open air.
Then the old man laughed out loud, sprayed the air with saliva,
He said, ‘I’m sorry to deprive ya of any form of dignity.
‘But once I was just like you, a slave to the corporate.’
I said, “Don’t be a hypocrite. Give me the benefit of the doubt.”
I said, “You really should not judge, walk a mile in my shoes.”
So, he stole my shoes and I haven’t seen him since.
Now I don’t know what the record is but it’s less than four minutes
And the odds are diminishing that he’s going to return.
And my feet are getting kind of cold and I’m looking pretty silly
Almost kind of like Achilles, with my skinny ankles sticking out.
At least he left my wallet though he took the cash I carried,
But that’s almost customary any time you’re being robbed.
And he seemed very nice once he got past his emotion
And his preconceived notions of who I had to be.
I said, “You really should not judge, walk a mile in my shoes.”
But he stole my shoes and I haven’t seen him since.
Isn’t it strange that we can’t change.
But then again, maybe we can.
But on the other hand… nevermind.
I don’t understand.
The cops weren’t very helpful, they were too busy laughing
At the people photographing the wiggling of my toes.
And I have learned my lesson though it’s painful to admit
That I cannot even outwit a drunk out on the street.
I say, “You really should not judge, walk a mile in my shoes.”
But he stole my shoes and I haven’t seen him since.
9/17/18
"Blues""
They don't even notice a new you
Ooooo
They keep looking at me like I'm cuckoo
Boo-hoo
Who knew
I'd have such bad juju
All that's left is a doll used for voodoo
Any day now I'm due to
Evolve into Mewtwo
Then I'll be a guru
Just love me, since very few do
Nothing I said is voulu
I’m looking for a nice girl that can dance in a tutu
Her name doesn't have to be Lulu
Taking a cruise
Got the blues
My grasp on reality, I'm starting to lose
No longer minding my P’s and Q’s
Continuing to booze
And snooze
Had to pay my dues
Can't follow the clues
Must be missing a few screws
Heart beaten black and blue
An endless ooze
Of blood followed by a bruise
Not a single soul whose
Able to walk a mile in my shoes
No longer amused
Or Enthused
At a rapid rate I consume
Substances being abused
Aghh, I'm so confused
To tell the truth, it's of no use
Because I've always been doomed
Overhead a black cloud loomed
And there was endless gloom
I Improved
Then fell back and lost my groove
She sent me nudes
Of much more than her boobs
To me and ten other dudes
Then she had an attitude
And wanted to feud
Because I wasn't in the mood
To put up with bull, go ahead and call it rude
Whew!
For you
I made more than room
And then boom
There you were marrying a man born with a silver spoon
Able to literally buy you anything underneath the stars and moon
Picking flowers that recently bloomed
To whom
It may regard, may this lead you to a boon
With something so very opportune
Got to keep making moves
After what I choose
All while sampling different foods
Nearby a lagoon
Just following my own tune
Looking up at the moon
While atop a dune
Time has once again proved
That from the picture, I've already been removed
It's okay because this afternoon
It will all be over soon
I’ve endured pain & I know what it’s like to struggle.
Refusing to be a statistic while rumbling in this jungle
Felt like I was drowning, gasping for air.
Reaching for a safety net that wasn’t even there.
Naysayers in my ear, made me almost lose sight.
Manifesting affirmations because I got to get it right.
Game airtight in this game called life.
They say I’ve changed, but life changed me.
Never second character always giving, main character energy.
Back been against the wall more times than 2.
I make it look easy, but you couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes.
I’m like a wilted flower but still I bloom.
Success is my only option, failure no room.
Finally discovered broken crayons still color
Destined for greatness, get my strength from my mother.
See I’ve been doubted before, that motivated my drive.
You can tell I got motion; you see how I glide.
Key in the ignition, geared up ready to drive.
I mean of course I done failed, but I got up every time.
See my scars tell a story!
It’s like the old saying goes, “No pain no glory.”
My past was my building blocks.
Nowhere left for me, but the top.
Threw dirt on my name & flowers grew.
Striving for success as if on queue
See delay does not mean denied.
Journey been lopsided yet I survived.
With a smile on my face, took my lick and I strived.
Don’t count me out, pressure applied!
Life has beaten me up it has beaten me down
It has beaten me silly but this what I found
I was built to be tough and withstand alot
Keep my third eye open and my mind on the plot
Be aware of the punches the pitfalls and all
The good, bad, and ugly
So on you do I call
On God life has been a journey
Though I navigate through it
Through my pain and suffering wondering how did I do it?
To survive things that would've drove the average person insane
Carrying this weight on my shoulders speaking these thoughts on my brain
To walk a mile in my shoes would u like to trade places?
Although we all are dealing with different battles we facing
On God I've been through some troubling times
But it's these sort of times that help with these rhymes
They made me what I am, who I've grown to be
On God I'm thankful for everything I've seen
At the same time interpreting just what it all means
On God.......
I see the Do-Gooders are out in force again
And this time it's the annual Christmas Coke Cola Bus
Stirring up the fuss
Crusaders against any and every cause
No topic to juvenile or puerile to rage against
They want to ban children visiting the Coke Cola bus
Because some children are obese
And as they see it this is there duty to stop
As it will somehow end and solve the crisis
Now correct me if I am wrong
But I have never seen a child
Buying or pushing a shopping cart
Around a Supermarket
With a Credit Card
Or am I shopping on the wrong child friendly day's
It's usually Parents who buy and choose the items in the trolley
And Parents who cook make or feed their kids
What is the point or to what end
Is banning the bus so children can't see it
Going to make a blind bit of difference
And why should everyone have to pay the price
Or is that old teacher's adage
You see now you have ruined it for everyone
Father Christmas
Santa Claus
In all its modern day guises
White Beard
Red Santa Suit
Is a Coke Cola patented trademark
They invented modern day Christmas
As we have come to know it
I know it is crass to say but
Coke has done more to promote Christmas
Than religion or church has
I wish all these Do-Gooding people would stop trying to fix us
Who actually asked them to
And why do they know best
Who anointed them saviors of the rest
The only thing good intentions have ever taught me is
Walk a mile in my shoes
Looking out your warm safe curtain windows
And your rose tinted views
For what its worth
You will never be the same
When you know what the reality of a life of pain brings
You cling on to the small things
Like the annual Christmas Bus
Beside Mum and Dad
Fulfilled and glad
Is that so bad
So you want to hear my story
To tell you where I came from
But can you handle it
Will you really listen to me
Or will you just continue to judge me
Instead of asking me where I am headed
Will you believe me when I tell you my story is true
What I was I am no longer
Or will you continue to preach to me
Freely giving me your sanctified opinion
It has often been said not to judge someone
Till you walked a mile in their shoes
But yet so many people do
Having no clue my story could be yours
My friend, words hurt, and actions or lack of actions hurt too
You said love is enough, but even the good book
Tell us we show love by our actions
My road has been hard the journey has been long
At times I wanted so badly to give up
I thought I was losing my mind
But yet I kept going although I felt at times all alone
And now I am stronger, wiser, compassionate, less judgemental
And if you had to walk a mile in my shoes you would be too