Awareness

26 Aug

reality-quote

Proportion

23 Aug

_Wisdom_tends_to_grow_in_proportion_to_one_s_awareness_of_one_s_ignorance._Anthony_de_Mello

Who’s In Control?

16 Aug

Who’s In Control?

“God is in control!” they say
With that, I disagree
‘Cause fear and selfishness and hate
Is mostly what I see

“God is in control!” they say
But still babies are dying
Honourable people suffer
Sweet mothers are crying

“God is in control!” they say
With eyes closed and hands clasped
“I AM IN CONTROL” I say
My meaning’s seldom grasped

It’s misinterpreted to mean
That I am not humble
Very few can translate that
It means “I WILL NOT CRUMBLE”

God may be in control of
Matters out of my hands
The creator I’m sure has many
Cosmic-wide demands

But dealing with each drama that
Each person comes across
Is definitely no concern
Of the all-knowing boss

I AM IN CONTROL when something
Threatens how I feel
I do not turn to God to pray
Warriors do not kneel

I AM IN CONTROL when strife
And loss and grief emerge
I confront, embrace, attack
Obliterate and purge

I AM IN CONTROL because
God made me to be so
God did not create a slave race
To just wallow in woe

God gave us each the potential
To have ultimate trust
Within ourselves and our instincts
I so will never thrust

My problems onto God and say
“Please deal with all this shit”
‘Cause I AM IN CONTROL and I
Was made to never quit

Charlie Mike

12 Aug

 

 

 

Charlie Mike

Charlie Mike

There will be times in life when you
Feel that you’re overwhelmed
You’ve suffered too much loss and feel
The wheel cannot be helmed

It starts to rain and won’t ease up
It just proceeds to pour
It’s in those times you should recall
The words of our brave Corps

“Charlie Mike” is what troops say
When plans all go to shit
They do not abort their mission
Instead, they deal with it

“Charlie Mike” from the NATO
Phonetic Alphabet
The letters “C” and “M” declare
It isn’t over yet

It means “CONTINUE MISSION”
And it has carried me through
Times of loss and sorrow when
I knew not what to do

When I could not devise a plan
In face of all the strife
“Charlie Mike’s” the one plan that
Helped me go on with life

When your mind is elsewhere and
You’re too focused on grief
“Charlie Mike” will move your legs
And help turn a new leaf

Regardless of your losses
Even if they’re catastrophic
Keep it simple instead of
Being so philosophic

Take note from our warriors
Adorned in camouflage
“Charlie Mike” no matter how
Persistent the barrage

                            ~Miro

Answers

4 Aug

Answers

Answers

You look to print to learn the truth
You search and hunt and quest and sleuth
The answers must be written down some place

Someone must have figured out
The answers to all of your doubt
And fear and worry in this stressful place

Someone wise and strong must know
Just how to endure angst and woe
But have you ever asked yourself just where

These wise and strong authors did find
These truths to which you’ve been so blind?
The answers were found where most do not dare

Not in pages filled with words
Not in speeches told to herds
Their answers were discovered deep within

They’re born out of pure confidence
Regardless if it brings offense
Or shocks or causes timid folks chagrin

The soul inside which is equipped
With something that others have whipped
And kicked and tried to beat to death: FREE WILL

A will that says “I disagree
With others and as well as me”
The choice to pass on that drink or that pill

The will to not give in to each
Craving that your mind does beseech
As well as will to stand apart from crowds

Who follow mindlessly and never
Question those who act so clever
Never noticing the blinding shrouds

My answers may not help or save
Because they’re from my own deep cave
They’ve worked for me, now you must do the same

Cut the safety line and search
Within your conscience, not the church
Not self-help gurus with a famous name

Not those who have survived it all
Not ancient legends who stood tall
It’s time to search the one place you’ve ignored

Search your soul and there you’ll learn
Just how to see, hear, feel, discern
The peace you’ve always sought is the reward

                                ~Miro

Self Righteous

22 Jul

Self Righteous

The old fool clutches his bible
And claims it’s filled with truth
He shouts into his megaphone
His behaviour: uncouth

He’s blind to all the history
And present that surrounds
His mind is closed and limited
And just knows paper’s bounds

His whole identity is based
On what a bible writes
And anything that deviates
Will always lead to fights

How sad and tragic to waste life
Shackled to just one book
To never have the courage to
Explore, question and look

How sad to accept every word
As being “Straight from God!”
And never wondering if man
Who’s egoic and flawed

Could possibly have let seep in
Some selfishness and greed
Some lack of understanding, lack
Of empathy, some greed

How sad to take their word for it
To trust “Powers that Be”
Who manipulate the masses with
Heaven’s sweet guarantee

The old fool thinks because he’s read
The book his parents gave
And shut out everything else that
He’s caring, wise and brave

But all I see’s a coward who
Just went along with hate
Who never dared to understand
Instead became irate

Who pointed fingers and who claimed
To know what’s “right for all”
And when a Warrior did disagree
They’d bitch and bawl

When a Warrior would state
That not all’s as it seems
This self righteous old fool angers
Interrupts, snaps and screams

“Damn you to hell!” these pious types
Cast judgement upon those
Who choose not think black or white
And won’t let their minds close

Yes hell, that scary, made-up place
Where all who disagree
Will burn in pain and suffering
For all eternity

Many of my poetry
Is written for my kin:
Warriors who know the point
Of life is not to “win”

Nor is it to be “proven right”
And bask in victory
Understanding is my cause
Connection, empathy

And so here is my understanding
Of self-righteous fools:
Do not waste your time on them
And their close-minded rules

They’re just old children who did not
Grow up because they chose
To limit themselves to one book
And its primitive prose

Instead of using life as chance
To experience first hand
To feel, to see, to touch, to smell
To relate, understand

Be wary of these old fools who
Clutch bibles to their chest
They’re frightened little children who are
Far from being blessed

More often than not, the grace
And light of God does not
Radiate within them, they are
Filled with angst and fraught

While Warriors have shed all books
And trinkets ‘cause they know
Experience first-hand is what
Casts off wisdom’s true glow

4th of July

4 Jul

Happy 4th of July to the land of the free and the home of the brave!

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