“Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.” ~Henry David Thoreau
Soft Times
This ain’t the age of warriors
Of that there’s little doubt
The world in which we live in is
One where the soft have clout
It is the age of convenience
Where everything’s “right now”
Everything is “instantly”
With no time to allow
Everything at fingertips
And no patience required
Is it any wonder why
There are so few inspired?
Everything is effortless
But they can’t figure out
Even with this convenience
How to make folks not pout
They constantly complain and whine
About how life is hard
Very few do see that life
Today’s as soft as lard
Bad choices are everywhere
Junk food on every street
Liquor, drugs and luxury
The body does mistreat
The warrior’s a different breed
They’re not afraid to turn
Their backs on all these soft pleasures
Because for more they yearn
Patience, strength and grace which comes
From saying “Not for me”
They aren’t afraid to put chests out
And say “I disagree”
They do not eat when not hungry
For sake of socializing
They do not have another drink
And thereby compromising
Their set of values and virtues
They are not out to please
And all the luxuries in life
To them will not appease
Because the warrior knows that
Like warriors before
All their virtues are not forged
In comfort but in war
The war on ease and laziness
On convenience and leisure
This is why when gadgets bust
The warrior won’t seizure
When other doodads and knicknacks
Go on the fritz and break
The warrior has patience and
Does not become a flake
They do not get frustrated ‘cause
That is a soft reaction
The warrior’s as hard as stone
And suffers no distraction
Because they see the soft times that
Surround them and they say:
“Keep your fancy instant toys
Which frustrate and dismay
We are descendants of the ones
Who needed nothing more
Than what’s already inside us:
Our solid, sturdy core”
~Miro
