Archive | February, 2013

“I Give Up On You”

28 Feb
Another cold, harsh truth that many won’t be able to accept because they’ve been taught to “never give up on the people they love.” The truth is some of those people are parasites completely controlled by ego and will only sap your strength, not be helped by it..

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I Give Up On You

Countless readers have told me that my writing has said
Exactly in poetic form what they thought in their head
Concepts that they couldn’t find the right words to describe
And my poem took those thoughts and did properly transcribe

So here’s another rhyming song for something that is tough
Words for how you can tell someone that enough’s enough
When someone’s failed you many times and will so many more
It’s hard to not definitively want to close that door

We want to hope, we want to pray, that they will figure out
That what they’re doing’s selfish and they’ll take the proper route
We want to believe they will come around and open eyes
To cease with all their hating, accusations or their lies

There comes a time when intuition speaks to us quite clear
It tells us that it’s pointless now and that the end is near
And yet there’s messages from past which conflict and say “Wait!”
“You can’t abandon them, there’s hope that they’ll get their life straight!”

Confusion comes because to quit seems such a simple thing
But no, my brothers and sisters, it’s harder than to cling
To give up on someone who we gave so much love and hope
Is an extremely difficult climb up a lofty slope

It takes your effort, concentration, adamance, resolve
To make a friendship that you cared so much for just dissolve
It takes a constant reminder to self that it is right
That those who care just for themselves must be gone from our sight

And it’s important to remember that we’re not God
We cannot perform miracles on people who are flawed
We do our best and let it go and leave the rest to fate
We must release ourselves from that unreasonable weight

For it is truly without reason why we still stand by
People who destroy themselves and make their loved ones cry
There’s no reason in standing by someone who doesn’t care
You’re not a slave, you’re not a captive in their tragic lair

So stand up, speak up and say it, say “I give up on you”
I did my best, I’m satisfied that I cannot get through
I’m not a God or wizard and can only do so much
And so I now release you from my hopeful, caring clutch

It’s over, I give up because you’re just a parasite
Sucking life from anyone who casts their graceful light
It’s time you tried to shine yourself, and so I bid good day
I give up on you is all that I have left to say”

Sometimes it’s these cutting words, not words soft and so sweet
That rattle cages and force selfish ego’s quick retreat
A Warrior does not encourage, pander or condone
Ingratitude or thoughtlessness and makes their feelings known

                                                            ~Miro

17 Feb

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Anger. It runs through your veins, into your mind and heart and it explodes like nothing you have ever experienced before. It feels almost euphoric, a strange sense of complete enlightenment one which you had never faced until that very moment. Your eyes soak up your surroundings, and for a brief moment you pause, think, concentrate and then you ignite.

Some would suggest that anger is almost always served with suppression. What are you hiding? Perhaps not to others, but to yourself? What if this anger that feels so very good, like this is what everything that has ever happened is suppose to come to, didn’t surface at all? We provided our body, our soul, with prevention rather than cure.

Today my prevention was writing, it may have been explosion but I withheld as I know in minutes, perhaps days my anger will settle and I will continue on as…

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8,000

17 Feb

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Warrior Poet Wisdom on Facebook hits 8,000

The Facebook page hit 8,000 likes and it’s something that makes me feel a great amount of accomplishment. Now I’m a realist, so I know that not many of those 8,000 people actually view the page on a frequent basis, and fewer still read what’s here and choose to give a little back by responding and giving encouragement. Even so, there are times when despite my greatest efforts, I feel as though I can’t even get 8 people to get up and do something. It gives me a feeling of great accomplishment to know that over the last two years, I’ve been able to get 8,000 people to hit that “Like” button.

I know the count could be much higher if I had chosen the route that more bright and sunny pages take, posting ooey-gooey messages about how everything is lovely and sweet and everything will be alright, but I’m too honest for that, and I’m not interested in popularity contests. Everything will *not* be alright unless you *do the work*. I know this from personal experience. Being someone who’s endured more than one traumatic event that came close to putting me in the grave, I’ve come to learn just how pointless it is to rely on others when the storms come, how quickly they scatter when something “depressing” happens that threatens their fun day, and I’ve learned the incredible, unbelievable, wondrous power that lies in the palm of my own hand that enables me to help myself, pull myself through the hardships and stop waiting for someone or something else to deliver me from the difficulties.

My own writings I’ve shared here over the past two years, as well as the quotes and shared posts from pages have been carefully chosen and posted here to awaken you to the slumbering, dormant power you have within that the world doesn’t want you to be aware of. A world that profits from selling crutches and shortcuts and keeps people in check through fear. You are a Warrior if you choose to be and make the sacrifice of comfort, ease, ego, selfishness and competition. And once you make that choice, no one will ever be able to hold you in check again or steal your joy.

Thanks to 8,000 people who took a moment to hit the “Like” and support. Farewell to the jealous few who always hit “unlike” whenever I make an announcement about a milestone here. You and your selfish egos truly are the worst of us, you will not be missed and weeding people like that out only brings me joy. I’ve learned to love the truth, no matter how ugly it may be sometimes. 😉

And greatest thanks goes to those who are honest with themselves, know they aren’t as “busy” as they think they are and take a few seconds to actually communicate and give back encouragement. I don’t do it for praise, but I’m a firm believer that the internet is intended for communication, not one-way consumption like TV. Thanks for giving back and keeping the fire burning.

Peace, grace & strength,
~Miro

Be Selfless

15 Feb

Be Selfless

I know it’s hard to just forgive
To say “Oh well, live and let live”
To do the right thing, let go and move on

I know the hurt they did to you
Feels like it cut and stabbed right through
To your heart and now you feel so withdrawn

And even though you know what’s right
You feel you just don’t have the might
To free that heavy burden from your soul

My word of advice isn’t to
Be nice or polite to those who
Steal joy and on your peace exact great toll

My only request: Be selfless
Don’t think of self and all your stress
‘Cause stress occurs just if ego resides

Hurt feelings and torment are
The evidence ego’s not far
It’s in that constant hurt that ego hides

Be selfless, think not of your pain
And more you’re selfless, more you train
The more you do not take things personal

The more you’ll see the deception
That ego has on perception
And soon from your eyes you will pull that wool

There is no way to rectify
The wrong things done that make you cry
And angry, hurt, frustrated and so sad

There’s no redemption for some deeds
And their ego rarely concedes
So be selfless or it will drive you mad

Be selfless and don’t keep score
Stop saying how they made you sore
Be selfless ‘cause it’s selfishness that makes

All the hurt and all the scorn
So be selfless and sound the horn
And witness how within spirit awakes

                                          ~Miro

To Mock A King

11 Feb

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To Mock A King

Anyone can mock a man
And yes, most people do
Even without realizing
With their flippant spew

Anyone can mock a leader
Someone who tries hard
But often fails because they are
By their followers marred

Anyone can mock a God
Since most just can’t conceive
A being that’s far greater than
They are, they can’t believe

But there is a rare breed that can
Willingly mock a King
As a servant of one, I can’t
Think a sadder thing

My own King is one who receives
A lot of foolish mocking
I hear His name said as a swear
While I hear people talking

I hear the ignorant make fun
Without giving a thought
Of what this King did sacrifice
And lessons that He taught

They laugh and think this long-haired
Bearded King is so inane
They do not stop to think about
The suffering and pain

They show no thought of the message
Of love that He did guide
They disregard the grace He kept
Moments before He died

It takes a very unique person
To mock this great King
To make dumb jokes, to throw insults
To laugh and insults fling

It takes one that’s oblivious
To sacrificing all
To give everything of yourself to
Answer a higher call

It takes someone who does not see
Does not appreciate
A person who’s mission in life
Was to reduce the hate

Keep this fact in mind next time
You hear these people mock
Don’t just stand by silently
Don’t turn around and walk

Say things as you see them and
Remind them, tell them of
The life and mission of that King
His purpose: spreading love

Tell them that to mock a King
Takes very little class
Tell them when one mocks a King
It’s mocker who’s the ass

Tell them that they mock because
They feel they have low worth
Tell them that we must have something
Sacred on this Earth

To mock another is a sign
Of weakness and of fear
It’s one thing to mock family
A friend or mock a peer

But when one mocks a King I say
There is no greater shame
A revelation that they won’t
Give anyone acclaim

Empaths

9 Feb

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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