Tag Archives: blood

You Know

16 Jul

You Know

“Tell me how to do it”
There are so many who ask
When they want help to overcome
Some scary, fearful task

To the people who have conquered
Lots of their own fears
The answers these trailblazers give
Is “blood and sweat and tears”

The question “How?” is asked because
The asker hopes to hear
An answer that will be easy
And quick and bring them cheer

They hope to hear a shortcut that
Has been eluding them
They’re hoping to discover that
Elusive hidden gem

That will deliver them from pain
From suffering and hurt
But deep down we all know those things
We simply can’t avert

You know all that you need to do
Stop hoping for a break
You know that it’s uncomfortble
And may cause you some ache

You know that it won’t be much fun
While you are doing it
You know that you cannot half-ass
And that it takes true grit

And biggest fact of all that many
Never seem to grasp:
You know that by the end after
You grunt and shake and gasp

That the toll that it takes does not
Last forever on you
It is replaced by something else
Because you gutted through

And that is courage, grace, resolve
And so much confidence
You know all that you need to do
So use your common sense

And stop asking all of the fighters
And warriors in hopes
That they will have a shortcut or
An easy way that copes

“THROUGH THE WALL!” they all will say
“NOT OVER OR AROUND!”
You know so stop asking and simply
Pound and pound and pound

                                ~Miro

The Tale of the Bloodless Stone

30 Dec

“The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.” ~Mahatma Gandhi

The Tale of the Bloodless Stone

There once was a pair of cold stones
That butted each other all day
Sparks always flew
As they both turned the screw
And had nothing too pleasant to say

One day both stones chose to depart
Their last words were not very nice
Many years passed
And neither stone asked
For peace because of the high price

But something strange started to happen
To one of the stones over years
Instead of departing
When trouble was starting
This stone stood its ground and faced fears

And slowly but surely this stone
Through the magic of courage and grace
Transformed to a man
And in his veins began
Pumping warm blood to his face

And to his arms, legs and whole body
It trickled with the slightest nick
“That’s a hell of a thing!”
They heard this man sing
As he cleaned it away with a lick

Where once he was cold and rock solid
So rigid and uncaring too
Now he was warm
Different from the norm
An amazing change he had gone through

He wondered if his old stone friend
Had maybe gone through the same change
But when they did meet
Old friend was concrete
And it thought that the man was quite strange

The man tried to show how with little
Effort he could make blood trickle
When he beckoned the stone
He received just a groan
The stone, you see, was very fickle

It was still quite rigid and cold
Because warm blood did not flow through
Its veins deep inside
Within was just pride
And soon he knew this to be true:

Just because you do transform
Into something more than a rock
That doesn’t mean all
Have heard the same call
And have figured out how to unlock

The way to get blood from a stone
Through patience, forgiveness and love
Some stones are content
To just sit there and vent
To complain, feel abused and just shove

                                   ~Miro