No matter where we go
What we do
What we learn
Or who we knew
The coming year
Will be a different one
For me
And you
Never the Same
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Blunder Grass
Upon the grass
Mistakes remain
Unhidden
By the whisky grass grains
With wirey
Shadows
Wisp over the ground
My own falt
I see lurking around
The corners and through
The fields
But no more power
Will I let it yield
For today starts a new force
Within me
Hope given to me
To push on
The Forever Now
The forever now
Is lived by the youth
In the moments
That tell the truth
That somehow
Right now
Lasts forever
But it is always a deception
All are left for an overcorrection
Now is temporary
And so are we
So be happy
Today
And tomorrow
Unwound
Wound up to tight
Takes place
At the worst moment
At the worst sight
But when the time comes
To bring it back
The ropes have to be unwound
So that they don’t snap
So it starts with a twist
In the opposite direction
From the current tension
So that the line
Can start to relax
Again
Upon Arrival
You will hear
Upon arrival
The words once heard
To be the only way
Of survival
Cordial and quaint
Ideally a world
We can see as we paint
The words that we now know
As we grow
The more we achieve
Set out to see
The world around us
And all it is to be
Bully Fuse
A bully fuse
Set of by circumstance
As the lighting of the flies
Comes back to haunt us
In a familiar
And disturbing way
We watch the blaze
With a awe struck gaze
Baffling Tones
Baffling tones
All around
The zone of focus
In todays world
There is no straight forward
Progress
Regress
Reset
Redo
It’s all up to me
And you
Revolutionary Conclusion
A revolutionary conclusion
Starts with a massive intrusion
Into the normal ways of thinking
Going about
Normally won’t be the change
That this idea has made
It will come at the worst moment
Or the best in reflection
What comes from a new way of thinking
Is always the best
Stated Race
The stated race
Has completed it courde
Time to start again
With a new direction
Of course
Now is the time
To see with all eyes
That unity will orevail
That hope is on the way
Nothing Great
If I had something great to
Say
I would say it
A wonderful way of thought
Would have been said
But tonight is late
Instead
Just words on a page
Like any other day
