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Busy

9 May

Busy

Sorry, I don’t have the time
To talk to you today
I’m too busy with my life
To hear what you’ve to say

I’ve got this thing to do right now
And it can’t wait a sec
But maybe if things do ease up
Can I get a raincheck?

Not sure when that will be though
This thing is so high stakes
I’m so invested and full-blast
I can’t put on the brakes

I wish I could put it on hold
And ask what’s new with you
But you have to understand
My spare moments are few

I’ve barely got the time to eat
Or make a change of clothes
Or watch the playoff game tonight
Or other favourite shows

Sorry, I wish I could help
There’s so much going on
I’m so tied up in my affairs
I’m just a bit withdrawn

With what is going on around
The world outside of me
Hopefully I’ll have time to
Open my eyes and see

That the greatest purpose in
Life is to serve others
Maybe once things calm a bit
I’ll have time for my brothers

I’ll tell you what, this thing I’ve got
Could hold on just a bit
It’s not the end of the world if
We take the time to sit

And now that I think twice about
This other thing I’ve got
It won’t take as much time as I
Thought that it would allot

And since there’s times I’m really bored
And have nothing to do
I’d feel like such a hypocrite
To have no time for you

When I stop and ponder how
The word “busy” is used
I realize I’m just asking
Myself to be excused

For only having time for me
And my selfish affairs
It’s not a word that’s ever used
By anyone who cares

So strike what I said earlier
I’m not busy at all
My stuff can wait ‘till later on
I’ve got time for your call

It’s funny how despite how busy
Every day would seem
I didn’t realize that time’s
Passing was not extreme

There’s always moments to step back
From our busy day’s work
Service is the one job that
We shouldn’t ever shirk

                              ~Miro

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Darren

11 Mar

“‘Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.” ~William Shakespeare


Darren

The other day while I was on
My way to work from lunch
I heard a rattle, bump, and thump
A kick, a knock and crunch

I saw a man stuck in the street
He sat in a wheelchair
On one foot, a cast and soon
I was also aware

That only one of his arms worked
The other sat in lap
With only one foot and one arm
He struggled in his trap

My mind said “time to go to work
Your break is almost done”
It would have been quite easy to
Ignore this man and shun

But something else in my body
Said, “Make the time to aid”
My throbbing shoulder, neck and knees
Caused my path to be swayed

I walked over to this man and
I pushed his chair up past
The curb on which he was stuck and
He replied very fast

“Oh thanks so much, you don’t have to
I don’t mean to annoy”
“Not at all,” I replied back
“To serve brings me great joy”

He thanked me once again and then
With one foot and one hand
Tried to wobble down sidewalk
And move across the land

My mind said “Now get back to work
Your time is almost through”
I started walking back towards
The building where I do

The things that help me pay my bills
My rent, my water, food
I glanced back at the wheelchair man
And suddenly felt rude

I walked back up to him and asked
“Where are you going, friend?
You look like you could use a hand
And I’ve got two to lend”

“Oh, thank you,” he said with smile
“But you need not do that
You’ve helped enough, I can get by”
And warmly tipped his hat

I looked around at other folks
Who passed by on the street
Rushing to get out of rain
Into some place with heat

“No I haven’t,” I replied
And took hold of his chair
“I don’t believe we do enough
To show that we do care”

“Aw, thanks so much,” he warmly said
“But I’m going three blocks”
“Not a problem,” I replied
“I like going for walks”

As I pushed this man along
We chatted of his pains
He said he’d had a stroke and now
One arm and leg remains

He said when it had happened, some
Had walked by and ignored
He said he saw some curtains close
‘Cause some could not afford

The time to aid, or discomfort
To help bear his ordeal
Luckily for him, three young
Warriors did reveal

They called an ambulance and stayed
Beside him ‘till it came
I’m sure their selflessness only
Served to bring others shame

As I pushed this man along
I was struck by his peace
His situation had not made
His attitude decrease

The ugliness and selfishness
That he had just endured
Had not awakened same in him
His own had not been stirred

“People just don’t have the time
And that’s okay with me”
He said, but I smiled and replied
“I’ll have to disagree”

“We have the time but think we don’t
We can do so much more
The trouble is most people don’t
Request it or implore

And very few of us do have
The voice inside our heart
That says ‘Try harder,’ ‘Go the extra
Mile,’ ‘Stand apart’

And so we must sometimes ask them
To do what they know’s right
So as to remind them of
Their selflessness and might”

We reached the store and he got up
And hobbled on one foot
I asked him if he needed help
Or if I should stay put

He said, “Oh, thanks but I’m okay
I can manage from here
Thanks so much for all your help
It is to me quite dear”

“Not all all,” I said to him
“It’s my duty to serve
Never be afraid to ask
For help that you deserve”

As I walked back to my job
I saw somebody who
Saw me pushing Darren and
He frowned because he knew

That he could have helped Darren too
But business had stopped him
Or maybe it was ‘cause Darren’s
Current health was quite grim

And he did not want to be near
Someone who suffered so
Ironic that instead of dread
Darren emitted glow

The strength and courage and the grace
Of a true Warrior
A man who wouldn’t let a stroke
Discourage or deter

As this stranger rushed off with
His shame, I slowed my walk
I cleared my mind and ignored the
Warnings of ticking clock

Eventually I got back to
My office and resumed
The time I took help Darren
Had not made my job doomed

Because when you do maintain right
When you do what you should
When you stop thinking of yourself
And for others do good

There is no clock or deadline that
Can threaten peace of mind
To serve others less fortunate
Is for what we’re designed

The Warrior’s most fortunate
For they have conquered fear
And so it’s up to them to serve
When hardships do appear

                        ~Miro

Sorry I Couldn’t Come Out

29 Feb

“Individual commitment to a group effort — that is what makes a team work, a company work, a society work, a civilization work.” ~Vince Lombardi

Sorry I Couldn’t Come Out

Every now and then I try
To throw a social meet
An opportunity for folks
To encounter and greet

Interesting new  people
And make their circle grow
I feel it is my duty since
I’ve seen most efforts slow

I’ve seen a lot of people who
Say that they are too “busy”
To set aside an hour or two
Because they’re in a tizzy

Over all their duties that
They think take up much more
Time than they have in the day
So I engage the chore

Of throwing parties, meet-ups and
Other social events
But most are not well attended
Because one thing prevents:

“Sorry I could not come out”
Is what I always hear
Apology that I consider
Somewhat insincere

“Sorry I could not come out”
Is said by many who
Don’t respond for days or weeks
When asked “You coming too?”

“Sorry I could not come out”
Gets sent after the fact
Wouldn’t it make more sense to
Reply, respond, react

Before event is history
To take a moment and
Say that you won’t make it ‘cause
You’ve got something else planned?

Let’s be honest, we all know
That most, including us
Sometimes fluff off events ‘cause
They seem like too much fuss

We may not have something else planned
But just don’t “feel like it”
And since we don’t want feelings hurt
We’re too scared to admit

The real reason we won’t attend
The reason we aren’t there
But when apology comes after
It shows we don’t care

It doesn’t take an hour or
A day or week to write
“I will not make it but I hope
You all have fun despite”

So when you are invited by
A person who is trying
To bring people together and
Stop socialness from dying

Recognize where we are headed
Cocooning in our homes
Sitting silently before TVs
Like withered gnomes

Appreciate the effort and
The sentiment and make
An effort to engage and from
Solitude have a break

And if you cannot attend then
At least have decency
To not wait ‘till it’s obvious
To all that you weren’t free

“Sorry I could not come out”
To me is a bit late
When you can’t attend, it’s best
To not hold off and wait

No matter how “busy” you are
There’s always a minute
To say you’ll be there or you won’t
Either way, just commit

                                     ~Miro

Not That Busy

21 Feb

“When you are asked if you can do a job, tell ’em, ‘Certainly I can!’ Then get busy and find out how to do it.” ~Theodore Roosevelt

Not That Busy

A peculiar phenomenon
That I have always seen
Takes place whenever someone’s asked
To come out and convene

To take part in a get-together
With like-minded folks
There always seems to be a few
Who you just cannot coax

Because they’re “busy,” they have something
Going on that day
A thing that only takes up just
A fragment of their play

I’ve heard it time and time again,
“I’ve already made plans”
But what they say they’re busy with
Only few hours spans

I’ve even heard some blow it up
To wipe out a weekend
Events only four hours long
To the next day transcend

What is it about the mind
That says “You must recover”
“Write off the next day as well
For fear fatigue will hover”

I’ve heard some say they couldn’t make
A two minute phone call
Because they were so “busy” that
They were not free to stall

And yet I’ve seen those same people
With no minutes to spare
Drop it all to sit before
The TV and just stare

Watch their shows and movies and
Play endless video games
And later boast about their busy
Non-stop hectic claims

You’re not that busy, no one is
Don’t let your mind run wild
Don’t fall for thinking there are too
Many duties compiled

Call yourself on your B.S.
And don’t exaggerate
Never act as though you have
Far too much on your plate

Because each person knows the truth
That we are not that busy
Very few of us do reach
The point of being dizzy

Do not let your mind inflate
What’s being asked of you
And for the tasks you have right now
Take moment to review

Are you really that busy?
Is time really that rare?
Is stopping for a moment something
You would never dare?

I can only speak for one
In complete honesty
It wasn’t until I admitted
“I’m not that busy”

That my production level rose
And my training began
And people started calling me
“A wise, hard working man”

                         ~Miro

Busy

10 Jan

“Beware the barrenness of a busy life.” ~Socrates

Busy

Sorry, I don’t have the time
To talk to you today
I’m too busy with my life
To hear what you’ve to say

I’ve got this thing to do right now
And it can’t wait a sec
But maybe if things do ease up
Can I get a raincheck?

Not sure when that will be though
This thing is so high stakes
I’m so invested and full-blast
I can’t put on the brakes

I wish I could put it on hold
And ask what’s new with you
But you have to understand
My spare moments are few

I’ve barely got the time to eat
Or make a change of clothes
Or watch the playoff game tonight
Or other favourite shows

Sorry, I wish I could help
There’s so much going on
I’m so tied up in my affairs
I’m just a bit withdrawn

With what is going on around
The world outside of me
Hopefully I’ll have time to
Open my eyes and see

That the greatest purpose in
Life is to serve others
Maybe once things calm a bit
I’ll have time for my brothers

I’ll tell you what, this thing I’ve got
Could hold on just a bit
It’s not the end of the world if
We take the time to sit

And now that I think twice about
This other thing I’ve got
It won’t take as much time as I
Thought that it would allot

And since there’s times I’m really bored
And have nothing to do
I’d feel like such a hypocrite
To have no time for you

When I stop and ponder how
The word “busy” is used
I realize I’m just asking
Myself to be excused

For only having time for me
And my selfish affairs
It’s not a word that’s ever used
By anyone who cares

So strike what I said earlier
I’m not busy at all
My stuff can wait ‘till later on
I’ve got time for your call

It’s funny how despite how busy
Every day would seem
I didn’t realize that time’s
Passing was not extreme

There’s always moments to step back
From our busy day’s work
Service is the one job that
We shouldn’t ever shirk

                                     ~Miro

Conning God

4 Jan

“There is no God higher than truth.”  ~Mahatma Gandhi

Conning God

This message is for warriors
Who serve a higher power
An overseeing creator
Who lights their darkest hour

This message is a warning to
All those who think they’re clever
Who think that they can con God with
An effort or endeavour

The ones who perpetrate a farce
Of how busy they are
No time for their family
But time to hit the bar

Too busy to help some more
But some time left to view
All their favourite TV shows
Which waste time and subdue

They fool a number of people
“They seem so busy now!”
But here, today, I guarantee
And make them this stern vow:

One force that they cannot con
Is the one known as God
Despite their furrowed brow and stress
He sees through their facade

He knows the ones who are held back
By comfort, search of ease
And making more of what they do
Does nothing but displease

They cannot con a God and say
“I’m doing all I can!”
After all, He saw them walk
When they all could have ran

You cannot con a God and try
To be out for yourself
And every now and then disperse
A morsel of your wealth

Men and women are not hard
To cajole and convince
That is why the warrior
Will rarely ever mince

Their words to gain approval or
Acceptance of a peer
But God’s a different story, He
Can see the truth quite clear

He cannot be convinced, coerced
Persuaded or deceived
He knows our limits, not the ones
We wish to be perceived

If the day should come when you
Are before the Creator
I have a feeling He won’t be
That much of a debater

Techniques and tricks we use on others
To sell “busyness”
May enamour all of them
But God it won’t impress

Always hold on to this truth:
Our limits go beyond
What we think they are, and truth
Is something we can’t con

                   ~Miro

The Offender

2 Jan

“Someday a computer will give a wrong answer to spare someone’s feelings, and man will have invented artificial intelligence.”  ~Robert Brault

The Offender

There once was a man who offended
The same people that he defended
Though he cared for them deeply
They took his words cheaply
And not the way he had intended

When Offender spoke of their weakness
They were overcome with much bleakness
Everyone in the joint
Seemed to just miss the point:
That they had to unlock their uniqueness

He saw them all falling in line
Like everyone else fret and whine
He knew they were greater
Than the average hater
If they’d all just show a little spine

But Ego was this man’s arch foe
It made folks feel hurt and say “NO!”
“You’ve hurt my feelings!”
“We’ll have no more dealings!”
“Take your observations and go!”

And so Offender packed his things
And carried on, spreading his wings
One day the offended
His words comprehended
When Ego stopped feeling their stings

“My God, he spoke truth all along!”
“It wasn’t ‘I’m right and you’re wrong!’”
“He didn’t mean it
To just cause me a fit”
“He was trying to show me I’m strong!”

Funny thing to take offense
To feel hurt and go on defense
When you know that it’s not
An attack or a plot
You might just learn something immense

                                                       ~Miro