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Ultimate Inspiration

21 Sep

Ultimate Inspiration

Every child growing up
Has heroes they admire
Some wear capes and fly and some
Turn green when times are dire

In the 80’s there were many
Heroes in the ring
Pro-wrestling housed so many
Characters who did bring

A sense of honor and justice
To little kids each week
Hulk Hogan and Macho Man
At war with Iron Sheik

But one hero stood out to me
And many thousands more
This tasseled, painted combatant
Came well prepared for war

He used intensity to capture
Everyone’s attention
His passion was quite evident
And fueled his fast ascension

Even though I couldn’t fully
Grasp at that young age
The concept of a “Warrior”
His vigor did engage

His way of doing everything
With every ounce of heart
With every fiber of his being
Set him far apart

From other workers who did not
See it more than a way
To make some dough ‘cause their passion
Was second to their pay

Then one day this Warrior
Dropped off the face of Earth
At least that’s what his boss said as
He spoke of this man’s worth

His peers chimed in as well and they
All talked about how bad
His attitude was and how he
Was just a passing fad

Overweight drug addicts talked
About how self destructive
This self-made Warrior was and
That he was not productive

How he couldn’t get along
And how he walked alone
That the only concerns that
He had were just his OWN

Men who smoked and drank and drugged
Their way through their whole lives
Neglecting their children at home
And cheating on their wives

Talking trash about a man
Strike that, a Warrior
Who put their discipline and heart
To shame and would prefer

To walk away from fame and fortune
If it meant he kept
His OWN integrity intact
And gladly did accept

Something he said years ago
When he first walked away
Twenty years ago does still
Resonate to this day

He said sometimes you have to turn
Your back on those you thought
Were friends and make sure that their words
Do not leave you distraught

That you should not care how they judge
Your actions or your worth
That your true greatness has been with you
Since your day of birth

“Time will tell” they say and now
Time has told us the tale
The Warrior’s still clean and strong
While naysayers are frail

Men who talked so poorly now
Are feeling the effects
Of living with no discipline
And now Karma collects

While “self-destructive” Warrior
Continues to inspire
With writings, artwork, videos
That light creative fire

Underneath a legion of
Warriors who now see
That it’s their OWN intensity
And passion that is key

To unlocking the greatness that
They all possess within
Sometimes one road’s end is the
Ideal place to begin

                                      Miro

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The First Accolade

12 Sep

The First Accolade

The accolade which you should be
Extremely cautious of
Is the first one that you get
When they all show their love

It feels good to get acclaim
To hear all of their praise
But warning flags should go up and
One of your eyebrows raise

How many times has praise poured in
And then next day or two
No one seems to be talking
About little old you?

How many times have we seen folks
Let themselves get too high
Only to come crashing down
When the kudos run dry?

And how often have we let that
Happen to us as well?
Seems so quiet, doesn’t it
When no one’s there to swell

Our ego or our pride with praise
And applause and esteem
Makes us feel like it was all
A momentary dream

Whenever I hear someone say
“I’m so depressed because
I had a blast but now it’s done
I miss all of their buzz”

I say to them, “That’s ‘cause you’re hooked
Just like on drugs or booze
You didn’t think responsibly
And now you’ve got the blues

You let that first accolade sink
Too deep within your mind
Took it far too much to heart
And let it leave you blind

To your own humility
Reserve and resignation
Wanting more and more and more
Addicted to ovation

And now that there’s no more to hear
No more pats on the back
You talk about how down you are
And mope like a sad sack”

No, I don’t pull my punches
This warrior shoots straight
With whoever doesn’t have
The gracious, thankful trait

To be appreciative of all
The love and support shown
To just forget it all and dwell
Kvetch and bitch and moan

About how down and sad they are
Because there’s no one still
To kiss their ass and stroke their pride
And make their ego fill

If you’re the type who smokes a cig
Finishes and then
Immediately grabs another
And smokes once again

If you’re the type who eats a cookie
Then grabs another one
Scarfs it down and then repeats
Until the box is done

If you’re the type who plays a level
In a video game
And then another, and another
Until your thumbs are lame

If you’re the type who takes a drink
Then has another shot
And keeps going until you puke
And stomach starts to rot

If you’re the type of person who
Receives an accolade
And instead of being humble
Letting it just fade

If you feel the need for more
If more praise makes you swell
You haven’t thought about what the
Next day will soon foretell

‘Cause accolades are not like smokes
Or cookies or a game
There’s no way to go on a binge
Of awards and acclaim

You will end up like those I’ve mentioned
Junkies in withdrawal
Who gobbled up those accolades
And then were left to bawl

“You’re too kind” is a good way
To respond to first praise
“It was nothing” and “Aw, shucks”
Are other humble ways

“Nice of you to say that,” is
A great way to return
The compliment to who it’s from
And shield you from the burn

Just be humble with that first
Accolade that you get
The less you care about rewards
The less that you will fret

And feel depressed when next day comes
And no one’s there to clap
Don’t let that first accolade
Be your ungrateful trap

                              Miro