The slightest hesitation
Bound up in eternal
Procrastination
One moment later
Can be a true difference maker
When realizing what will be my mark
Leftover when I am through
Will I have waited
For some long awaited hopes
Or woken at dawn
To climb the morning ropes
Destiny has to relation
For those caught up
In hesitation
Don’t wreck the morning
Twill slip away with no warning
Late nights give way to undone time
Lines of sunlight pass through the cracks
Until the high of noon will come to pass
I collaborate with ideas
Giving up has no relation
Manifestation of lazy eyes
Rest and wake
In the morning
No one will sing my song
Others create
Borrow or steal
But my voice sings my life story
It must be from my own lips
Sung
Creating context for understanding this mess
Owning these words whether they be of beauty
Or of restlessness
It is my mission to create my story
No other hands have created
This life of simple strands
Woven around complex webs
Of inner circle steps
So no one will push my pen
My life’s commitment to the end
To be committed and honest
So I can be fully created
Life, lived, created lines
Easy or frustrated
Information technology
Slip and slide of lethargy
Connected eyes
With screens to see
Distracting cells of energy
I pull away empathetically
Hoping for some new life in me
How is it that machines can lock in
On holding tight to my time and skin
Settle my movements and actions
Taking me into dead satisfaction
I am weary of these offers
Video games makes normal
The martyrs
So I will walk away
Until the next day
The lights illuminate my face again
How much damage could we prevent
If we just took the time to say hello
To our neighbors
Not to spy
But to just show that you want to know
How they are doing
I find it amazing that dangerous people
Can live normal lives
In normal houses
With normal neighbors
Quietly living
Yet amazed
That these monsters would not stick out
With a simple hello
One may be able to understand
Through a quick introduction
The heart of a man
People so dangerous
Unruley
Can live as a neighbor right next
To you and me
We are by nature now self governed
I look out for you
You look out for me
So it is now our responsiblity
To ask questions
Know who you live next to
What they do
Simple chat now and then
I offer that you may find
The sinister ways of a fellow
Discovered or remittted
With a simple hello
Over time
Challenges will get easier
But I have lived under the
Misrepresented presumption
I assumed with all known gumption
That somehow
It would get easy
But easier does not imply easy
Easy implies lack of trying
Lack of trying implies lack of caring
So life for me
Will never be easy
Nor would I want it to be
If difficult becomes easier
It becomes manageable
Not easy
Manageable means you still
Must give your best
Under new conditions
Yet the same test
But the false truth
That life would get easy
Was misleading me
Tempting me
Causing me more harm than known
Holding me back from where
I could have grown
I now know and understand
That the true tests of being a man
Will never be easy
And I hope they never will
I hope life continues to test my growing
Will
But I will learn
I will grow
Taking each passing test as I go
Life will never be easy
I will accept all challenges
With greatness of eager
With hope one day
These great challenges
Will be just a bit
Easier
Rush
Rush
Hurry
Nothing is worse than
The rush
The bustle of peoples muscles
Pounding pavement
Pushing gas pedals
Standing in Subways
Rush
Rush
Hurry
Don’t let the mind sway or worry
Make it out in traffic
Sit and wait
Just to see if you can take
The
Rush
Rush
Hurry
Planes circle overhead
Outside dust stained windows
Bustling people away and close
Making their way from coast
To coast
On the ground cars rage honking
Swirling
Speeding
People walking
Talking
Thinking
Ignoring
We hold hands
Weaving through the crowds
With subtle plans
We think
We can
We hope
We plan
In New York
No second guess
No delay
Or deferred progress
But I sit wondering
Looking at the planes overhead
Shuffling the people around the world
New York to LA
In clear light
Late in March
On a sunny day
Lay me down
So I can hold you
Feel you
Breathe you in
My Fallen mind
Is reeling
Hoping
To keep this in
World around
Is not helping
Or holding
These paper walls are thin
The other side
It is a hurry
A worry
What will
Tell the length of sin
Matters of the heart
Caring passion
Some thin skin
Holding hands
We can make it
Break it
Another life
Will come back again
A big part of life
An even great degree
Than anything in business
Science
Or technology
Is just showing up on time
Simple and fine
But not quite so
When I was young
I was told over a thousand times
So
I ignored so many words
Dismissing them as vapid
But now I have come to realize
They were really quite right
These words mean more than any
Degree, account,
Or any other quality
Punctuality pays
More than other details
These days
Luck
Helps
To climb
The world ladder
Just arrive
On time
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