Archive | May, 2014

Get Out Of My Way

28 May

“Lead me, follow me, or get out of my way.” ~General George S. Patton

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Get Out Of My Way

Much like most of my poems
This write is strictly aimed
At warriors who have “made it”
Who refuse to be tamed

Who don’t complain or stress or whine
Who’ve learned to let it go
This message is not for cowards
Who still succumb to woe

The words I’ll focus on today
Are from General George
Patton, a great warrior
Who acted as the forge

For many other warriors
George had three simple rules
Lead, follow or clear a path
He had no time for fools

It’s up to you to discern if
There is a trace of hope
Within someone to overcome
All that for which they mope

Those who you believe have that
Potential can be lead
And maybe if you’re lucky
You will come across instead

Someone who’s a warrior
Who resonates resolve
Follow them for they will teach
And help you to evolve

But then there are the snivellers
The weaklings, the inept
The ones who cry when things go wrong
The ones who won’t accept

The ones who complain, “It’s not fair!”
The one’s without a spark
The ones who won’t get off their ass
Instead, they’d rather bark

Here’s what separates the true
Warrior from the herd
The warrior does recognize
When someone won’t be stirred

The warrior can see quite well
When it will take an act
Of God, a tragedy, great loss
In order to extract

The inner power and potential
That the world denies
That you already have and claims
Comes not from “in” but “skies”

To follow those who say “I can’t!”
Is an act of a fool
And quitters have no desire
To attend “Warrior School”

And so as George said, there is only
One option that’s left
Over-sensitive weaklings
Will cry that it’s bereft

Of tact, of understanding and
Of empathy and love
Just remember, “People lie”
As you give them a shove

And tell them, “Get out of my way”
Because all that they’ll do
Is lead to weakness or they’ll doubt
Everything you hold true

Their selfish, ego-controlled minds
Can’t grasp the concept, “Serve”
Their “comfort addict” attitude
Will always lack your nerve

Their need to argue and be “right”
Will only turn your guts
Their blindness to their own control
Will quickly drive you nuts

Do not slow your stride or stop
Accept that there will be
Many who cannot help you
Or be helped to be free

They are content to be victims
And your mission is not
To try to free them from ego
Which has left them distraught

Your mission is to learn and follow
Or lead with your sword
And all the ones who say “I can’t!”
Will simply be ignored

                                 ~Miro

The Struggle

26 May
“We struggle with the complexities and avoid the simplicities.” ~Norman Vincent Peale
struggleThe Struggle 

“I struggle” countless do confess
“With things that I should do
I struggle with forgiveness
Understanding, with what’s true”They furrow brows and rub their temples
As they struggle on
They think it’s all a competition
To be won with brawn

They think that if they struggle long
Enough, that they will “win”
That “victory” will absolve them
From anger, stress and sin

And each of them is just a fool
For none of them do see
That nothing valuable is gained
From selfish victory

“Winning” arguments means that
Another person loses
Struggle does not enlighten
Because struggle abuses

How could anyone believe
That inflicting a loss
On someone, even if it’s “self”
Would allow them to cross

A challenge or difficulty
You struggle? You’re a fool!
You’re not a beast of burden
So stop acting like a mule

LET IT GO is how we all
Make peace with things that hurt
With people who are selfish, who
Offend, betray and blurt

LET IT GO, the angst, the pain
The disappointment, stress
You can’t let go? You struggle?
Then it’s time that you confess

That struggling is to hold on
To cling, to claw, to clutch
And that’s an act of selfishness
“IT’S MINE! YOU CANNOT TOUCH!”

Pull your head out of your ass
And accept what is true
Nothing on this Earth is ‘yours’
Nothing belongs to you

Not your house, your job, your kids
Not clothing or your car
Not your pain, your depression
Not bruises or your scar

The struggle lives in selfish minds
That horde and just want more
So let go of your struggle
It’s not what you are here for

                                     ~Miro

Shame on You

24 May

“Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame.” ~Benjamin Franklin

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Shame On You

I see your pouty face and hear
The anger in your voice
And my only response is:
“Shame on you, that’s the wrong choice”

You whine and cry about how there’s
No choice, that you are forced
To have a boo-boo face because
Your wants were not endorsed

You think because you did not get
The thing that you desired
That you are justified, that your
Anger is now required

You think that when things do not go
Your way, you have the right
To unleash your hostility
To kick and scream and fight

Shame on you because you battle
Everything except
The only thing that is the cause
The one thing that has kept

Yourself from being patient, graceful
Having empathy
You fight the innocents but not
The real culprit of “ME”

Angry that you did not win?
The fault lays just on you
Upset it didn’t go as planned?
You’re selfish, yes that’s true

You want so much for yourself that
You have lost your perspective
You think that you are important
Not part of the collective

You dwell within your selfish thoughts
Instead of walking miles
Within the shoes of others to
Understand their own trials

They couldn’t get the job done right
So now you throw a fit?
Don’t expect this warrior
To give a single shit

Don’t expect a warrior
To tip-toe on eggshells
Instead I’ll raise my voice louder
And hammer upon bells

And tell you that you’re a shameful
Self-centred, spoiled brat
That you expose your true self with
These fits; a coward rat

You have no grace to deal with it
Because your heart just cares
About yourself and doesn’t think
About other’s affairs

No, I won’t apologize
Or say, ‘There, there, tap, tap”
My only consultation is to
Shut your selfish trap

Your mommy and daddy did you
Disservice by allowing
These kid-like temper tantrums with their
Sympathy and bowing

So now the rest must deal with a
Full grown infant who pouts
And bickers and complains and frets
And bellyaches and shouts

Shame on you for lack of strength
For lack of self control
Shame on you for being such
A small-minded, weak soul

                                               ~Miro

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Strange Times

11 May

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A Warrior’s Open Letter to Death

1 May

“Once more into the fray. Into the last good fight I’ll ever know. Live and die on this day. Live and die on this day.” ~The Grey


A Warrior’s Open Letter To Death

Dear Grim Reaper, I’d like to warn
That I won’t run like most
I will not flee, I will not hide
This is not a proud boast

It’s not a threat or challenge
Just a promise what’s to come
When we are face to face, this Warrior
Will not succumb

To fear, to doubt or regret ‘cause
For years I have now walked
The path that so many have only
Dreamed and wished and talked

I know you wait until some are
Breaking down and quite old
Know regardless of my grey
I’ll always be this bold

Come for me while I’m still strong
In muscle and in mind
Come for me before my ears
Go deaf and eyes go blind

And though the outcome’s definite
I only have one goal
When I do battle with you, it’s
To exact a great toll

I do not doubt your victory
But I assure one truth
If you come for me while I am
Still in my years of youth

When you are finished, you will have
To stop and take a breath
You’ll know it was a Warrior
That has just battled Death

See you somewhere down the road
On that cold, lonely night
I’m not afraid for I know it
Will be my last good fight

                            ~Miro