Indomitable

16 Nov

Indomitable

We are Warriors and we are indomitable
Because we’ve unlearned what we’ve learned, because we pulled the wool
Away from our eyes and we took responsibility
For every single thing that frustrates, upsets and hurts we
Nothing and no one can influence just how we feel
Because we always embrace each uncomfortable ordeal
We do not run, we do not hide, we engage and withstand
We let each jab and hook and uppercut that life throws land
And we have learned that each punch does not have near enough power
To keep us down for the 10 count, so now we never cower
When normals wish it would just go away, we simply smile
And in that painful, awkward hell, we walk the extra mile
Indomitable are we, unconquerable and unsubdued
Simply because we changed how our struggles were all viewed:
As opportunities to forge the blade within the fire
To not simply survive, but to radiate and inspire
We chose to be indomitable, no man or deity
Saw fit to grant us with this grand invincibility
“Indomitable” was our choice and at great sacrifice
For this unstoppable frame of mind we paid a heavy price
No fear, no anger and no jealousy, no dread or doubt
Just Warrior-sized faith in ourselves that we will be stout
That we will get up every time, that we’ll bend but not break
That though things may destroy us and leave us with pain and ache
We are still indomitable, we’ll get up every time
We’ll run, we’ll walk, we’ll crawl, we’ll scrape, we’ll scratch, we’ll limp and climb
We’ll never stop our momentum, we’ll move forward each day
Indomitable! Indomitable! So don’t get in our way :)

                                              ~Miro

Dreamwalker

14 Nov

Dreamwalker

This poem is a tribute to a loving spirit who
Has listened and supported all the “wisdom” that I spew
For years she’s shared her thoughts which have resonated with my own
I feel quite blessed for all the understanding she has shown
She is a candle in the dark and lights without a thought
Of selfishness or agenda, love and grace she has taught
Embodiment of empathy, of truth and understanding
So if you think you’d like your awareness to be expanding
I recommend reading her thoughts at the link down below
I guarantee her way with words has a much warmer glow
Than many of the stark and cold truths this Warrior writes
Sue’s truths have just a little pinch while mine have vicious bites :)

Dreamwalker’s Sanctuary

Cosmos

13 Nov

Cosmos

The other day I heard that there are many galaxies
Besides the one we live in, thousands each expert agrees
Thousands of systems just like the one that we live in
A universe so vast that it almost makes my head spin
And that is when I realized just how oblivious
The human ego makes people, allow me to discuss:
Not only is there a city outside the ego’s reach
Not only is there a country full of those who could teach
Not only is there an entire world of something more
Not only is there a galaxy that most do ignore
Not only are there countless star systems that do surround
Perhaps even to this physical realm we are not bound
All this vast existence all around, yet what I hear
Every single day is ego making it quite clear
That IT is the center of this vast universe of ours
It makes its problems seem so big as it whines and it cowers
It cries about something at work or what its family did
This tiny, insignificant particle that’s amid
Billions of other souls, other planets, stars and space
How could such a tiny speck act like such a disgrace?
How can someone be so unaware and think that life
Only has to do with them, THEIR struggles and THEIR strife?
How can ego make one so short-sighted as to think
That ALL OF THIS around them is completely out of sync?
How can someone feel so self-absorbed that they feel severed
From the entire cosmos just ’cause something they endeavored
Didn’t pan out how they wanted, so it’s all ignored
The ego makes it all unseen, unnoticed, unexplored
How tragic that humanity is anchored with this leech
This parasite of ego which constantly does beseech:
“You are all that matters, your feelings, your fears, your pain!”
If you ask me, this behavior to me seems just insane
To be so out of touch and unaware of what’s outside
Of one’s own head shows just how tainted we all are by pride
Each tiny ego floats among the suns and worlds and stars
Worrying about its job, its house, its clothes, its cars
Relationships, religion, politics, sports and the weather
Feeling like a supernova when it’s a small feather

                                         ~Miro

Remembering

10 Nov

Remembering

When I wake in my bed, soft pillow under head
I remember
As I watch stunning dawn while I put my clothes on
I remember
When I go grab a seat to have something to eat
I remember
As I drive off to work and the streets aren’t berserk
I remember
As I look at the sky and see no warships fly
I remember
As I think of my rights which were won through your fights
I remember
As I think of the men who will not breathe again
I remember
The price that you paid so we’re not afraid
I remember
The freedom of speech and for our dreams to reach
I remember
To praise a Creator and not a dictator
I remember
When troubles arise I’ve no moans or cries
‘Cause I remember
I won’t disrespect all you did protect
‘Cause I remember
That it cost you your lives but your legend survives
‘Cause I remember

I’ll always remember…

Sting

8 Nov

Sting

A man called me to ask for help the other day at work
He asked, “You like this crappy weather?” surely with a smirk
“Yes,” I said with no emotion, “I enjoy rough things
With struggle and with discomfort and with whatever stings
And pains and tears and hurts us, we are brought more strength and grace”
He asked if I was kidding but he could not sense a trace
Of sarcasm or humor in my voice so then he said:
“How old are you?” and I replied “36 years I’ve tread”
He laughed and dismissed, “Oh that’s why, you’re still just a young pup”
And so to show him age means nothing, I then caught him up
“I’ve been hurt bad and am in pain, I’ve lost job and my house
And worst of all, I had to watch my loving, graceful spouse
Endure the worst pain there could be when we found out our child
Would never take its first breath, yes, I’m young but I’ve complied
More pain and struggle, misery and loss in my short years
Than many grey-haired people have in their longer careers”
He sadly said “I’m sorry” but I replied “I am not
It’s all these things that I’ve endured that strengthened, sharpened, taught
Imbued with patience, wisdom, grace and showed me the true way
That is why it is no lie whenever I do say
That I enjoy the challenge, struggle, discomfort and rigor
It’s all these things that awaken, that inspire, that trigger
The Warrior that was dormant to pound chest and to roar
To rise to the occasion and to take a little more”
All that he could say was that he liked my attitude
I asked him what he thought of all the snow that chilled his mood
He changed his mind and said that it was not so bad in fact
“No,” I said, “There are worse things that cause greater impact”
Before he left, I asked him just how old he was as well
“54” he said, then I inquired, “How much hell?”
“Not as much as you,” he said, so I replied, “Well then
If you are lucky, struggle will appear and bring you Zen
And only then will you see that the years don’t mean a thing
Rather, it’s what you survive, the hurt, the pain, the sting”

                                                   ~Miro

Loving Sinners

6 Nov

Loving Sinners

Every time I speak of gays, some sheep recites this tripe:
“Love the sinner, hate the sin!” I guess I “love” this type
Of person who is so close-minded to call love a sin
Simply because both participants have hair on chin
Or simply because both have boobs, this old line now bores me
No, it’s not sin to approve homosexuality
But these same people who “love sinners” always do forget
It is a sin to be angry, to worry and to fret
It is a sin to be fearful, to have no faith or hope
It is a sin to be weak and to not show strength and cope
It is a sin to not have empathy for those unlike
Yourself, a sin that’s just as grave as those of the Third Reich
All these people who “love sinners,” well I love them too
Despite their cowardice, their apathy and hate they spew
I love each moron, imbecile, each idiot, each coward
Despite their sins of ignorance which they freely devoured
I love them even though they never questioned why they’re taught
To hate, to disapprove, condemn without the slightest thought
Without searching within their heart and soul for what’s the truth
I love each one of these “sinners” who think it is uncouth
To be so close to someone else that it feels like two hearts
Beat as one but it’s a “sin” if they share private private parts
So for all those who “love gay sinners,” well I love you more
Despite your fear and ignorance and how you do ignore
Your innate trait of empathy which shows you what is true
I love you despite all your sins, although I don’t LIKE you :)

                                   ~Miro

Selective Righteousness

6 Nov

Selective Righteousness

Many speak up when they’re asked about their views on gays
The sheep recite the Bible verses that they seem to praise
They talk about how God has said that being gay is wrong
They say it’s written, black and white and so they feel quite strong
But also there in black and white it says to love all those
Who you consider “enemy,’ to love all who oppose
It also says in black and white to not be jealous of
What your neighbor has amassed, instead, to show them love
In black and white it says forgive and walk the extra mile
It says to not allow anything to upset or rile
It says “Fear not, for I’m with you” and yet those who oppose
Homosexuality ignore much of this prose
Selective righteousness, they pick and choose what comes with ease
They passionately stand by scripture that the herd does please
But anything that comes with effort, pain or sacrifice
Swallowing of pride or ego simply won’t suffice
And so the Christians who think “gay” is wrong will honk their horns
In traffic when another driver frustrates them or scorns
They’ll see a comrade’s gain as something they wish was for them
They’ll say “So happy for you” while inside they just condemn
They’ll claim to follow “Prince of Peace” but try to shatter love
That one man has for another in name of Lord above
They’ll look on two women who love each other with pure hearts
And all they’ll see’s anatomy, the human private parts
They see not souls and spirits, just the vessels which expire
They do not realize within is energy much higher
They’re prisoners of dying flesh, to bones that bend and break
And they are terrified of those who are now wide awake
They’re threatened by the ones who see above, beyond, more deep
Because they followed their hearts and no longer act like sheep
For those that pick and choose by what is easiest to follow
This Warrior has something bitter that you must now swallow:
Your Prince of Peace, your King of Kings preached to just let it go
And He would be ashamed of you to see the grief and woe
That you spread with your ignorance, your lack of sight and feel
Your inability to recognize a love that’s real
Go ahead and pick and chose what will test you the least
Keep following just the scripture spouted by your priest
Immerse yourself in just what works for sake of ease and pleasure
Follow just the lines that come with no effort, just leisure
But one day death will come for you and it will all make sense
The fading of your mortal body makes the truth intense
And you will come to see how silly it was to judge those
Who simply had same genitals underneath all their clothes

                                                           ~Miro

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