Justice

Hooray! a shout for justice!

Everyone got their due!
Happy smiling faces
No clouds; the sky is blue

This is a banner day
actions in the right 
Everything intact 
Virtue won the fight

Let’s hear it for truth!
Principles defined
But I hear a whisper 
The hearts we left behind

Trouble

It’s all that I can do

To hold it all inside 
I tightly cross my arms
Maybe I can hide
Some claim to understand
Their smiling sweet intent 
While I explode inside 
With no way to vent
Some may look at me
As nothing but trouble
I’ll stick those who know me
And let them all grumble
My deepest thoughts reside 
apprehensions and fears
The more I am pushed
Realities are clear
But I will hold my dreams
Knowing someone’s near
While we dance inside
Until that time is here. 

 

Tales

With a bitter face 

He told his bitter tale 
She tore his tender heart
And didn’t give a care
Never waste love 
On petty boundaries
Let them work themselves out
While we enjoy each other
Each minute we’re in love
That lasting estacy
We will pull in close
Lest the world impose on us
Let it keep its bitterness
It’s striving for the wind
We will keep ourselves
Making sweet tales
 
 

Crisis or Inconvenience

I have been reading stories on Holocaust survivors lately and was reminded of a story I read years ago…

A true story I read once had a big impact about how I deal with day to day problems. I haven’t been able to find because it was years ago. A reader’s digest story about two men that worked at a factory. The storyteller was a worker who had issues with the frugal German owner of the company he worked for. The writer hated his job and listed all the issues he had with management. There was another worker who seemed quiet and who also did his work. One day the writer unloaded his grievances on the worker. The worker told the writer that he needed to see the difference between crisis and inconvenience. He was a Holocaust survivor and had watched his entire family die in prison camps. The grievances the writer had were normal inconveniences everyone has to deal with in life. You deal with them, make choices and enjoy the results. No one is being put to death. There is no starvation or family being shipped off in trains. Being healthy, alive and having the freedom to move as we see fit is something to celebrate. Everything else is an inconvenience….

What We’re Made of

When I think of failure

The awful tragedy
Isn’t loss of things
It’s lack of poetry 

A life with subtle meanings
More than merely chance
Should life appear itself
Or stem from a romance?

A bang can place your stars 
A gamblers expanse 
Mine were made with care
A place where lovers dance

You’ll never find the answers 
Close or far above
Energy and matter
We are made of love

Predawn

Darkness, silence and cold reign
A memory 
Light, singing and warmth 
Of times past

Where is morning? 

Seasons end with grief
We must endure
New days begin
We will enjoy

The cycle of life 

Will this winter end?
Darkness must turn to light.
Grief give way to joy
It is ordained. 

We will defy this silence
Darkness may reign for now
Let’s sing with the birds
And welcome the dawn





The Chance

The date was like a dream 

Her eyes were so serene 
In the end the point was missed 
What she wanted was a kiss

He thought he’d make it up
If he had a brand new truck
By then the chance was missed
What she wanted was a kiss 

Life swept them both away
They both had rolls to play
At fate he shook his fist
What she wanted was a kiss 

Through time and turbulence 
They didn’t get a chance
But its on his bucket list 
What she wanted was a kiss

I’m Here

I still cry

I know you care about it

And I grieve
If I let my mind go
It still hurts
And I sure miss your smile

If life ever lets you down
I’m here…

Still the same
My feelings won’t change
Never fades
As sure as stars shine
We are joined
In too many ways

If you feel lost on the way 
Find me…
Never far
We’re close in our hearts
It’s been hard
Doing what is right
I am glad
To know how you feel. 
If life ever lets you down
If your soul is overwhelmed 
Your heart will know what to do
Find me
 
  

Choice

Why would a person want to keep a certain doctor or mechanic? We use the word ‘good’ to describe those we like to interact with. There are a slew of derogatory terms for those who we lose respect for. Notice that money isn’t at the forefront when we are describing good. A doctor who is honest, who takes time to listen and has applied himself to study is the kind we want. We are willing to pay more for his services. Someone who is dishonest, gruff and obtuse would be last on our list. These all have to do with character. And a good person wants to interact with other good people. This makes for a good society.

This is the conservative way of thinking. As a person is good and skillful, wealth will follow since people tend to value the interaction. We despise those who put cost first. If a father forced his daughter to go to the cheaper doctor even though he had a history of abuse, we would despise him. Freedom has to do with choice and good people make the best choices among themselves.

Socialists put cost first. Only doctors who conform to their plan can be used. An indifferent panel makes decisions balancing what they feel is necessary with cost. The assumption is made that common people aren’t good enough to provide for themselves and need a government official to make these decisions for them. Good people despise this practice even in family hierarchy. Since good people make the best choices, having a third party involved causes everyone frustration.

Conservatives believe that the focus should be on character although socialists try to claim it. That is why conservatives appear to be moralists. They see that the best way to remain free is for people to be good and posses good judgement. Quality people require less governing. Socialism is based on the assumption that people are all unfair and bad and they need a hero to come to the rescue. It is  a choice between needing government to step in as heroes or make every individual a hero. I chose the individual.