Saturday, July 9, 2022

Understand . . .

 

Speaking your mind can be both blessing and curse. 
Doing, you’ll find, is honest but still it hurts. 
But over time you can adjust.
Conscience or no, all doubt will disburse.

I don’t understand there are subtleties. 
I don’t understand more than black and white.
I only see right and only see wrong.
There is only weak. There is only strong.
I can’t comprehend things like empathy,
How to put myself in somebody’s place.
I never considered such things. 
No ‘R’, ‘O’, or ‘I’ could it bring,
So uncomplicated to think of myself, only myself.

Can’t toe the line, cannot learn anything new.
Back in my past, no one expected me to.
One thing I knew, I’m one of few
That could not lose. That’s compulsory.

What a mistake placing our trust 
In one so damaged inside.
So much at stake. See them, see us.
Confusion obscured his lies.




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Friday, July 8, 2022

Bitter . . .

 
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. . . end

You never want to have to hear a word from me again.
Never want to have to see my face at your door.
If there's so much as the mention of my name,
You can feel an uncontrollable fit of pain.
I'm the one
That you said
You would love
Til the bitter end.

This must really be,
This must really be the end.
Nothing could be fitter.
This must really be,
This must really be the end.
Make no mistake it's bitter.

You never want us to be seen again in public places.
Can't explain it to another friend how it goes.
You say there's torment that you feel inside from many things.
I can tell you that I still don't know what that means.
Long ago,
We were friends,
Far removed
From this bitter end.

There's no candy coating
To make it go down easier.
Not so simple to digest.
No bright colors and no
Exotic flavors sweetening.
What you see is what you get.

You never want to have to hear a word from me again.
Never want to have to see my face at your door.
If there's so much as the mention of my name,
You can feel an uncontrollable fit of pain.
With one fell
Swoop, you sent
Me [direct] 
To the bitter end.


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Thursday, July 7, 2022

Thinking . . .

 

Sailing on an emerald sea.
Advertisements and color photographs
Don’t mean that much to me.
Poolside cocktails; 
Love in the sand. 
It’s like a dream that just came true.
I just don’t know how much that I can stand.
Many temptations are swimming round my head. 
So many places that you’d think I’d like to be instead but . . . 

I’m always thinking of you.
I hope you think of me too.
I only want to be where you are.

Riding to the Wellington Club.
I’d have a driver and he’d take me there.
I’d just sit back and put my two feet up.
Money doesn’t measure the man.
All you can do is spend it; spend again.
It only goes so far. You can’t pretend. 
Many times over I’ve seen it slip away.
I’d like to live that life sometime
But baby not today. Cause . . . 

I get a feeling when I’m with you
That nothing else captures the same way.
You know it’s true.

If you see the pyramids rise
Above the desert sand into the sky,
A greater sight you just won’t realize. 
River fights its way to the sea.
Worthy opponents just can’t hinder it.
It always gets to where it wants to be.
Just like the river, I see my destiny.
It’s right there in your very eyes
Each time you look at me and . . . 

 

Thinking

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Wednesday, July 6, 2022

People . . .

I don’t ask much,
Living my life the way that I want.
I stay in touch with what goes on out there.
I’ve seen trouble. I’ve seen heartache.
But my time here
Has been long enough to
Instill certain qualities. 
Seems the more that I witness,
All the more that I wish
I could hear what you’re saying.
We’re all better than this.
Let’s identify exactly what we miss.

Beyond perilous moors
The brave sea glitters.
Better lies ahead.

Whether or not 
We realize the years flow upstream.
Things that we’ve got aren’t always what they seem.
Your and my faiths are so different.
Each is placed in 
Antipodal reference 
So painful to reconcile.
If we stop trying,
What can we do?
What’s in the future
For me and you?
There’s both right and wrong but only reality prevails.


Beyond

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Tuesday, July 5, 2022

Airtime . . .

 

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Monday, July 4, 2022

A Musical . . .

. . . interlude 

I've learned that he actions of so many others
Has a definite effect upon one's attitude.
Seeking relief, so I don't end up smothered,
I'm offering this musical interlude.





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Sunday, July 3, 2022

I Want It . . .


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So I said,
I've got a roof o'er my head.
Some people can't even say the same thing.
But it's still not a fact
I can take any comfort in.
I want more to make up my legacy.
I'm not poor but everybody's telling me

Money can't buy everything.
You've heard it time again.
No money can't buy happiness.
When will you learn this fact of life my friend?

So I said,
I've got my very own bed.
I don't give it much thought
When I lay down my head.
But it's cold and it's lonely
In December on the street.
Why do you tell me these kinds of things.
I want more of luxuries that wealth can bring.

I want to be a squire a king a country gentleman
If I can if I can.
I want to get respect for what I have 
And not for what I am, 
Just a man, just a man.

So I said,
It's more than daily bread
That I'm talking about.
Can't you hear what I said?
You see, everything changes 
But we have to admit,
What exists needs to be recognized,
Not merely out of our fear of being duly chastised.



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