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Just Imagine
Imagine what life would be like if you never felt embarrassment. Imagine if you followed your heart and your conscience for every decision, both big and small, without the fear of what effect it would have on the way other people view you? Imagine doing something and instead of apologizing or trying to explain yourself when you get a peculiar look, simply placing your hands on your hips and saying, “You missed it.”
Imagine not caring what people who miss so much because of selfishness, fear and lack of empathy think, and imagine having the courage, grace and emotional control to confront all those who try to squash others under their thumb for standing apart and following their heart. Imagine telling them, “I see what you’re doing, and it’s an act of cowardice, selfishness, small-mindedness, comfort and lack of understanding,” without having it devolve into a heated argument because you truly don’t care what they think. And imagine if you could see the irony of how such words strongly affect them because they care too much?
Just imagine.
Empaths
Empaths
There is a type of person who
Is known as an Empath
While many think that they are blessed
They don’t know of the wrath
That comes with being so in tuned
With other people’s feelings
That for the Empath, even the
Most casual of dealings
Can uncover strong feelings of
Much fear, hate or mistrust
The Empath can pick up on things
Even if not discussed
A super-human attention
To detail that reveals
How a smiling, joking person
Actually feels
Some pick up an energy
While others just go by
Body language, chosen words
Or the look in their eye
The Empath is a sensitive
Compassionate observer
Many times they lose themselves
Amid another’s fervor
Shackled with acuity
They often lose control
Of their own thoughts and feelings ‘cause
Another does cajole
They’re overwhelmed by influence
Of what rages around
Every detail magnified
And amplified, each sound
Lucky or a blessing? No,
Most Empaths feel they’re cursed
Because each day they are witness
To humanity’s worst
The selfishness, the fear, the lack
Of any kind of hope
The whining and complaining and
The masses who just mope
The Empath knows there’s strength inside
Themselves and everyone
They’re cursed to watch most people simply
Ignore it and shun
The Empath sees the beauty in
The little things each day
But also sees the countless people
That piss it away
The Empath is a noble guard
A listener to all
They are the ones that you just can’t
Help but tear down your wall
And open up to, speak to, be
Vulnerable, exposed
Because the Empath’s mind is never
Ignorant and closed
They are the listeners who care
Who truly hear your tale
Who do relate to what you’re going
Through each time you fail
And they sustain a lot of wear
And tear from what they do
If only all knew what it’s like
To have empathic view
To let go of yourself and walk
A mile in their shoes
To feel their pain and not be able
To even refuse
Here’s to Empaths, blessed and cursed
With great acuity
True Warrior Poets who
Just wish they could be free
But that is not their lot in life
No, that is not their mission
In a world of ignorance
Their purpose is cognition
To listen, understand and teach
People about themselves
To be the fearless explorer
Who boldly deeper delves
Keep in mind what energy
You do choose to put out
You never know when an Empath
May be lurking about
~Miro
The Shackler
If you’ve put in the time, patience and effort to change something about yourself, never let someone who hasn’t been around to witness that change define you by something you’ve said or done in the past. There are people who will try to shackle you by your past actions and cause you self-doubt. What they don’t realize is those shackles are brittle and shatter with one simple question: “That was then, who am I now?” You’ll usually get a few blinks and a perplexed look that says, “I don’t know…I haven’t been paying attention lately because I’m too focused on the past.” Eliminate these short-sighted, ignorant and un-empathetic “Shacklers” from your life.
The Shackler
There was a man named Now who once did something in the past
That made a man named Cling so angry that his rage did last
Over several years and when the two met up once more
Cling reminded Now of all that he had done before
He was oblivious to how much he himself had changed
Over all the years since both of them had been estranged
Cling was not the same person but he did fail to see
That years could change someone else too, this Cling did not foresee
He met Now with an old frustration and he did remind
Of what Now had done in the past, how he had been unkind
He tried to shackle Now with actions that were now years old
He tried to define Now by those actions that were so cold
But unlike most who bow their heads in shame and say they’re sorry
Now refused to play along and succumb to Cling’s quarry
“That was then” Now did reply, “and I flat-out refuse
To be defined by outdated opinions, thoughts and views”
Now told Cling that if he chose to live in times gone by
That they were done speaking and Cling could count one less ally
Because to shackle someone with the past shows lack of sight
Of all the ways they’ve changed if you just cling to that old fight
~Miro
Empaths
Empaths
There is a type of person who
Is known as an Empath
While many think that they are blessed
They don’t know of the wrath
That comes with being so in tuned
With other people’s feelings
That for the Empath, even the
Most casual of dealings
Can uncover strong feelings of
Much fear, hate or mistrust
The Empath can pick up on things
Even if not discussed
A super-human attention
To detail that reveals
How a smiling, joking person
Actually feels
Some pick up an energy
While others just go by
Body language, chosen words
Or the look in their eye
The Empath is a sensitive
Compassionate observer
Many times they lose themselves
Amid another’s fervor
Shackled with acuity
They often lose control
Of their own thoughts and feelings ‘cause
Another does cajole
They’re overwhelmed by influence
Of what rages around
Every detail magnified
And amplified, each sound
Lucky or a blessing? No,
Most Empaths feel they’re cursed
Because each day they are witness
To humanity’s worst
The selfishness, the fear, the lack
Of any kind of hope
The whining and complaining and
The masses who just mope
The Empath knows there’s strength inside
Themselves and everyone
They’re cursed to watch most people simply
Ignore it and shun
The Empath sees the beauty in
The little things each day
But also sees the countless people
That piss it away
The Empath is a noble guard
A listener to all
They are the ones that you just can’t
Help but tear down your wall
And open up to, speak to, be
Vulnerable, exposed
Because the Empath’s mind is never
Ignorant and closed
They are the listeners who care
Who truly hear your tale
Who do relate to what you’re going
Through each time you fail
And they sustain a lot of wear
And tear from what they do
If only all knew what it’s like
To have empathic view
To let go of yourself and walk
A mile in their shoes
To feel their pain and not be able
To even refuse
Here’s to Empaths, blessed and cursed
With great acuity
True Warrior Poets who
Just wish they could be free
But that is not their lot in life
No, that is not their mission
In a world of ignorance
Their purpose is cognition
To listen, understand and teach
People about themselves
To be the fearless explorer
Who boldly deeper delves
Keep in mind what energy
You do choose to put out
You never know when an Empath
May be lurking about
~Miro
The Acuity War
The Acuity War
Make no mistake, there is a war
That rages every day
But one side is oblivious
That they fire away
The two combatants of this war
Are those who see real close
Those with high acuity
Who think deeper, engross
And those who miss the point
Who want things easy, lazy, fast
Who gloss over with no focus
Their obtuseness is vast
They lob their missiles by not caring
Not remembering
With shrugs and “Whatevers” they toss
Their grenades and bombs fling
The numbers are mismatched, the side
That thinks a little deeper
Is outnumbered and has a
Hill that’s quite a bit steeper
While all those who don’t give a shit
Swarm like an endless storm
Their lack of effort has become
The sad, pathetic norm
I give words of encouragement
To those on the small side
For those who have acuity
Don’t you dare run and hide
Don’t give in to laziness
To their lack of detail
Do not lower your standards
Don’t let them make you fail
Work your ass off, open fire
With passion, excellence
You’ll know it’s working when you start
To see them getting tense
The people who do not try hard
Don’t want you to succeed
Their lazy ways will only serve
To disrupt and impede
Wage the war and rest assured
That though we number few
A Warrior will always earn
Exactly what they’re due
And though the apathetic side
Has numbers, it can’t win
Because it chooses to not go
Deeper than just the skin
The Warriors look closer to
Reveal their passion’s source:
The spirit buried deep within
Which keeps their war on course
~Miro


