When on my 12th year
father gave me a birthday card
with the number of days, I had lived printed
inside it. I had to sit down and wait for my heart
to stop leaping over imaginary walls.
There were 4.382 walls to jump over,
It took me days, by the end of which
I was much older than I should have been.
When I tried to explain my feelings to him,
he grinned, often that grin was more a sneer
as he poked an incriminating finger at my face.
It was a running joke for him, I guess.
What does a boy do with that kind of number?
A day is a long time for a kid, but that number
seemed like a worm cut in two, both ends
wriggling away to God knows where.
I took the card and pinned it to a bedroom wall,
daily I would add more numbers with a blue marker
until father made me wash the days away.
I bought a pocket calculator,
when father died, mother helped me
slip it into his coffin,
it seemed the right thing to do.
In flow,
In work,
In motion,
In emotions,
Never get tired,
In doing things,
That which is good.
Karma is real
Doing people wrong will eventually come back to you
Whether you believe it or not the things you do to others can happen to you too
We’re all human
We all make mistakes but remember that God sees everything
You know what is the right thing to do but it’s up to you if you want to
When there’s nobody watching you tell me what would you do?
Temptation is a real thing
Yes that’s true
Don’t go around intentionally hurting people
Things have a funny way of coming back to you
It doesn’t matter how long it’s been
It will coming at your door when you least expect it
Do the right thing
You’ll sleep so good at night
God will make sure you are alright because you did the right thing
The regional manager called
Embarrassed and rightly appalled
When we pick up drugs
They won't treat us like thugs
But give hugs so we don’t feel mauled
Sometimes l tire of doing what others require
What is expected and to appease
When in honesty the answer is “No Thank you”
Instead l voice “Yes Please”
An invitation to a gathering or event
I do not wish to attend
At the risk of being anti -social or rude
l partake reluctantly not wanting to offend
I wish l could be totally honest
Without judgement or scorn
Politely say “Sorry I am not interested”
Without feeling guilty and torn
Sometimes l tire of doing what others require
Not making the decision for me
So as not to rock the boat
Creating waves on the calm still sea
ALWAYS TAUGHT TO DO THE RIGHT THING "; LIVE THE RIGHT DREAMS; CUZ I'M ALWAYS ON STEEM MIND IS ON MY GREEN LIKE A FIEND CHASIN GREEN .
U KNOW WHAT I MEAN JUST DOIN MY THANG BY ALL MEANS JUST DOIN BY ALL MEANS" GOTTA ACHIEVE FA MY TEAM I ALWAYS ON ME LIKE PAC ALL EYES . ON ME
CONTIONOUSLY EAT LIKE THE TABLE IN THE PRESCENCE
OR ME.DIVIVNE BUT AINT NO DIVIDING BUT AINT NO DIVIDING WE EQUAL! IN THE NATION OR HARM.ME
OR CALM CANT IM ALL ME LIKE THE OMNI AINT GOT NO JOB BUT. ALWAYS A WAY LIKE TOMMY FROM MARTIN! I JUST BE FLOSSING AND BOSSING THEM BIG ASSES I BE TOSSING THE WORLD IMA SHOCKEM
One always ought to do the right thing
Even if it may cause him some pain
For his soul will profit in the end
More than any material gain!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
20 April 2022
Grow Up America Do the Right Thing
Doctors and nurses are exhausted, stressed and depressed.
Working themselves to death, for people who don’t care.
Fighting a fight the USA is not winning.
I have a suggestion.
No due diligence, you can stay at home.
No concern about others, you do not get a hospital bed.
The unvaccinated are unknowingly murdering innocent people.
Taking up the hospital rooms, they are sentencing others to death.
Heart attack victims, stroke victims, and other victims are dying.
Because the hospital beds are full of selfish people who care only about themselves.
Focusing on their “right” to not get a Covid-19 vaccine.
I think this should be the way it goes down.
No vaccine, no bed.
No vaccine, no hospital services.
The anti-vaccine freaks’ selfishness is killing others.
They have commandeered the entire health care system.
Their “rights” are murdering the spirit of many doctors and nurses.
Who get to watch others die, because they cannot get a bed.
Grow up America. Get united and do the right thing.
By taking great risks to do the right thing
Is what great joy into our soul may bring!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
30 August 2021
create
discover, invent
building, generating, conceiving,
construction, manufacture, damage, demolition
devastating, marauding, decimating,
obliterate, annihilate
destroy
Date posted: 07/28/2021
When on my 12th year
father gave me a birthday card
with the number of days I had lived printed inside it.
I had to sit down and wait for my heart
to stop leaping over imaginary walls.
There were 4.382 walls to jump over,
It took me days, by the end of which
I was much older than I should have been.
When I tried to explain my feelings to him,
he grinned, often that grin was more a sneer
as he poked an incriminating finger at my face.
It was a running joke for him I guess.
What does a boy do with that kind of number?
A day is a long time for a kid, but that number seemed
like a worm cut in two, both ends wriggling away
to god knows where.
I took the card and pinned it to a bedroom wall
Daily I would add more numbers with a blue marker
until father made me wash the days away.
I bought a pocket calculator,
when father died, mother helped me
slip it into his coffin,
it seemed the right thing to do.
Woke early from bed, picked up the daily reader right away
To keep those insidious cravings at bay
After that I knew just what to do
I picked up the phone and called my sponsor too
We talked about the na program and some of things she said
Helped to clear those nagging cravings in my head
For some reason my mind goes to addiction
Making up stories that are purely fiction
It tells me to pick up a drug
That always yanks out the rug
Beneath my freshly clean feet
And if I use I will feel defeat
Sponsor said do the next right thing
And examine my motives before relapsing
Into a world of darkness and gloom
I do not want to go there so I make room
To do what I know is best
Practice the program with a little Zest
By the time the conversation ended
A solid plan was mended
I became of use today
And because of that stayed away
From the evil I’m accustomed to
Replacing it with service to do
My daily activities of life
Feeling no more or little strife
Who only Honor can, must never Love!
(And Yet, he Loves, all hidden and unspoke!)
Who hath Heart sworn to Holy Spirit Dove,
Can never break what must remain unbroke!
Yet words a-tangle mesmerize him, still!
They speak in echoes and tangential cries.
They do not dare the sacred chalice to spill
And yet he holds the image of her eyes
As jewels to look on, filled with misty hope
O! Would that I were he, that I might love,
And in my loving, hold the higher rope
But this, my friends, bears never thinking of,
For thinking leads to yearning, that, to doing,
When he that Loves must end his hope’s pursuing.
1/2 cup of fish stock
1/2 cup of lime juice
3 cloves of crushed garlic
1/2 cup of chopped cilantro
1/2 cup of butter
1 cup of asparagus
1/4 cup of dehydrated onion
2 2 inch top sirloin beef steaks cut down the middle
Mix together stuff steaks with asparagus mixture
and set aside
4 peeled and sliced potatoes. thinly sliced,
salt and pepper: garlic powder, and 1/4 cup of diced red onion
and about 3 tablespoons of olive oil, mix together and set aside.
in a baking dish place the two steaks, arranging them in the middle
place potatoes around the edge and cover with foil and bake for about 30 to 40 minutes. remove the beef and leave in the drippings. add 1/2 cup of parmesan cheese, and 1/2 cup of heavy cream, bake until golden brown.
Do the right thing
It will take guts
And won’t be easy
In the end
You might even
Be the only one
To know
You never
need to impress
Anyone but yourself
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
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