The teetering success
Hinges upon the ability
To express
The words communicated
From mind to hand
Delivered neatly
Thought out
Without distress
These words exceed
Or fall short
That is no fault of my own
Just a lack of understanding
New territory unknown
Some days I count
Other days are spelled out
Each letter taken
With care and attention
T
Thunderous and thoughtful
Thinking it through
O
Offering wonderful oblique
Opaque moments
D
Dazzling distractions
Distant drunken cousins
A
Ample amounts of inertia
Aching in mornings
Y
Youth charged nights
Young and yearning for life
Returning to metrics and numeric
Counting days
Passing like reflector strips
On the vacant highway
1
2
3
Passing by the seats of you and me
Today we take each moment
Cherishing
We try to own it
What we say
What we do
The eager morning awaits
Me and you
Forget the formalities
Life lived with
High levels of uncertainties
I don’t complain
Even when the snow and rain
Take away
From the path we have laid
Deep breathes
Can take away the stress
Tea relaxes
Rest can settle the stomach
In a culture of rush
Instant satisfaction
My actions
Can be delayed
But we live full today
Making way for tomorrow
When the snow melts we will go
Continue on
New York on the horizon
Our minds prepare
For certain changes
We go were the wind howls
Us to come gathering
Make anew
The center of the world
In the capital of the red white and blue
The world will not wait
No delay
No reason to hesitate
I move
I question
I try
In the evening
Under the crisp
Morning sky
Our destiny
Uncertain
Questions blooming
Into discussions
Full answers restricted
Unknown
Somedays feel
As if we go
Where the wind will blow
Us
But today
Reasons develop reasonably
In this season of cold
We set out on a journey
Forward march
Is where we will go
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Gazing Ball Responsiblity
–
Freedom outlined with responsibility
Sounds so trivial
So silly
But the concepts upon which
Failure and success
Of our free country
Hinge
Are within
The two words mentioned
Herein
With freedom comes responsibility
Not political commitment
Or rigid views
Simple daily responsibility
Of citizens
Me
And you
No questions raised
About money, religion, or race
Equality to all
Under the human race
Let us be responsible for what we do
What we say
How we act
How we pay
For creations made responsibly
Temptations and challenge
Run rampant at our fingertips
Accessing the world
In just a few clicks
But with this gazing ball of wonder
You cannot underestimate
Your responsibility
To the greater mankind
So please be kind
Be helpful
A great nation
Flawed indeed
But if there is one call we can heed
Whether a conservative or a liberal
Is mutual respect for each other
And our responsibility
To make the world better
So that from sea to shining sea
We can create something beautifully
With true responsibility
From me to you
And you to me
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Man Cut Short
–
So the world goes
A man wakes up
A man goes to sleep
Yet you should know
That every night
Small thoughts
Creep through his head
Crawling
Embarking
Embedding
Deep in his thoughts
These weaknesses
These flaws
Crack
Grow
And seal a certain fate
For a man
Who leaves these cracks
Unattended
Is the man whose life
Gone
Way before it should have ended
Delays come in Every Shade
–
Delays come in every shade
Some unintentional
Some man made
Waiting for the right time
Can be a distraction
While the postponing real resolve
Leads to the utmost dissatisfaction
Running around to wait
To see
To be there
When you need to be
Yet can all be delayed
Postponed
Forlayed
At some point
When the bags are packed
Forward progress has begun
And no looking back
Free yet cautious
Conscious decisions made
For not one more day
Can I be delayed
Consistency is key
To uniquely creating
Intentionally
Commitment to one
Undone with time
Consistency
Sets me free
Or holds on to me
It is consistent
That I will be
Is there a right
A place where you can be alright
Whether the answer is yes or no
Is there a right
Can one truly be wrong
Without any truth answered
Unresolved
Uncontested
If there is right
Can I choose this
Rather than choosing wrong
Can I choose it
Or does right choose me
Will it pick me up
Or let me be
Can I only know right
If I had been wrong
Right must appear
Through frustration and hope
But in the end I know
I hope
I can choose what was right
Because life is short
Yet days can be long
I hope that in the end
I can choose
Right from wrong
We are all busy
Too fucking busy
To
Care
–
Unfortunately
It is not alright
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