Christmas Morning

A special day

With special meaning

From the New York State

To the lands of Indiana

Hold on while the meanings grow

Strange traditions create

Bittersweet and new

The morning is light

The days filled with love

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Mourning Morning

We will mourn the past

When we see our future

I have no idea what lies

Beyond the bend

But from the lines I read

All over the net

There is a distinctive message being sent

Beware of the future

It seems

Beware

 

Hourglass Test

Would you care to explain

Why the wind blows

Why the clouds rain

In times of trouble

In times of success

Sometimes the simplest of words

Helps to explain it the best

The world will dredge on

Day after day

Enjoy the moments

Take one to play

I can’t explain

What I don’t understand

Why even bother

When life falls through

Like the hourglass full of sand

Unconstitutional Emoluments

Take the pay

Leave the people

Who is taking the stubs

When the president wins

Paid in advance

With taxes due

Who would have knew

What one man can do

With unfettered desires

To light a blazing fire

While a waining night fades

The ultimate game has been

Played

The Old Night

The old night lets go

Moving forwards

Growing old

While the fall winds

Begin to blow

In a storm from the west

Summer being laid to rest

I take a moment and remember

As the eyes of December

Begin to focus on us

The old night lets go

I to can’t hold on to the past

I must move forward

Into the unknown

To grow

To go

 

Why Do This

What sense is it all to keep going

When the darkest seems to lie ahead

No way to get ahead

When my best just comes up short

When words fall in the wrong order

Or when I have no order at all

Why keep pushing on

Why keep writing

It helps deal with the overbearing burden

Of my own expectation

My own internal complications

Not for you

Not for pleasure

At most times just for my own good measure

So when I lay down

I can out gain my own expectations

That is the one hope I have

And giving up has no place in my heart

Life is short

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The Diagram of 2016 – How

Growing up in an extremely sheltered catholic midwestern household I was always taught some very simple “guidelines”. Whether it be good or bad this is the life I know. It was always God, Family, and Country. Whether it be right or wrong – that is yet a whole other discussion but today we realized something as a country and I did as an individual. These are the truths that we live by in 2016:

Sexism > Unity

Diversity > Sexism

Family > Diversity

Money > Family

Power > Money

God > Power

Greed > God

Trump > Greed

And here we are. This justifies all votes and support for the great devil when applied to this diagram. It is undisputable as I have debated and spoken with thousands of people over the last 9 months of my life. It makes how we got here so very simple. This is the truth as voted by our own fellow countrymen. If you study this diagram you will begin to see the problems we are faced with currently. I see this in the eyes of my own parents. The rest is just shit talk. They can say what they want, but these are the new principles by which my own family lives and a much larger population as a whole. I have devoted an entire year of my life, $30,000 in personal debts, and countless unpaid hours working to promote Unity in 2016. But the truth is I believe Unity is currently where I put it in the diagram: dead last. I understand this. I get it. People love to use their mouths instead of their wallets. They want to talk about power and money and how they can acquire it at all costs – this is the baby boomer generation. Consume, consume, consume, and shit on the rest. I challenge you to see where this diagram applies – to me it sums up 2016. For anyone overseas – may God be with us and protect us. We are in for a dark time in our countries history – I can see it in the eyes of the people.

 

 

The Sum of Us

Consume me fast 

Consume me wild

Consume me across the miracle mile

Consume the waters

Along the east

Consume the land

For one big feast

Set your table

Pour your wine

Consume the world Devine

Heed no call for retention

In not one conversation 

We will mention

That consumption is not the pinnacle

Why on earth 

Would we be so cynical

Slaughter the cows and steal the berries

Worry not 

The burden future generations now carry

Drill the oil and pull the gold

Wealth only goes to the strong and bold

Capitalize on every detail

Pack the ship 

Set the sail

For we worry not of what we do today

We focus only on the day to day

For only a small minority would say

Is not our ground to conquer

The point of life is not the margin

We have more than humanity in common

We share what is now 

And what is future

It is our commonplace 

Our gathering table

For our generation and those that proceed

So let us be aware of every deed

There is more to life than capital pay

For some will have children

On this earth some day

That cause is greater than or equal to

The sum of us: me and you