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Just Children

2 Jul

kid

An interesting thing happened during my last trip to the grocery store…

Actually, it wasn’t interesting at all. Nor was it unique. It was yet another example of hateful, selfish egos lashing out at anyone who made a truthful observation that somebody wasn’t trying hard enough.

While standing in line waiting to pay for my groceries, a pair of children stood behind, screaming like banshees. Their screams were long, loud and shrill, and I had heard them screaming during my entire trip elsewhere in the store. I saw that the father had no concern whatsoever that his children were behaving like animals, so I did what a peaceful Warrior does. I walked up to him and calmly said “Can you please tell your children to stop screaming?”

And that, my friends, is more than the selfish human ego can handle. It jumps to conclusions and blows things out of proportion. It assumes much nastier, vile accusations are being made. He looked at me with shock and anger and said, “They’re children!”

Before you give too much benefit of the doubt, let me clarify that these were not diaper wearing toddlers. They could both fully speak and understand English. I responded, calmly mind you, “You need to open your eyes and ears, brother, and notice the effect it’s having on others.”

“What effect?!” he angrily said.

“Would you believe me if I told you?” I asked him.

“Try me!”

“It’s irritating.”

That was all he could handle, and since my intention in such situations is always to make an observation rather than instigate a physical altercation, I walked away. You can’t get blood from a stone, and you can’t get intelligence from a lazy imbecile.

Another gentleman disapproved of me speaking up, and reiterated the first man’s defense: “They’re just kids, man!”

The problem with this argument, and I’ve heard it time and time again, is that I know children who are perfectly well behaved. In fact there were a few other children right there in the store who weren’t screaming at the top of their lungs. The common thing with all of these kids is that their parents took the time to teach them about politeness, consideration, empathy and respect. They were reprimanded. They were taught that they aren’t the only people on this planet, that they can have fun but it shouldn’t be at the expense of others around them. As they say, “Spare the rod, spoil the child,” and these screaming children most certainly behaved like spoiled brats.

Guess what this man’s response was? As I said earlier, you can’t get blood from a stone. He resorted to behavior I grew tired of back on the playground. After telling him, “We’re done talking,” he quickly laughed and childishly said, “Then who are you talking to?” Later, on my way to my car, he said I was ‘crazy’…mind you the whole time I never once raised my voice or came off angry. Crazy to many in this world is simply anyone with the audacity to speak up and disagree. He also said I was “Just like those guys who shoot up schools!” and asked if I had a gun in my car, trying to incite me. Would you have been infuriated by this accusation? I wasn’t. The words of Socrates from Way of the Peaceful Warrior simply echoed in my head; “A Warrior acts, only a fool reacts.” To have any emotional response to such a statement would have made me a fool. No fool can make a true Warrior act like a fool.

The point of this story isn’t to rally you on and inspire you to speak up against laziness, selfishness and ignorance. It’s simply to make you aware of the reaction you’ll receive if you choose to not stand by silently. The second man said to me, “It’s just the way society is!” as if it was hopeless, and even ‘crazy’ to try to change the way things are.

As a Warrior, I’m not out to change the world. There’s no point. It’s an impossible task. The problem is too widespread and it would be merely bailing water with a bucket out of a sinking ocean liner. Look at the ignorance you’re up against, You’ll almost never change a person’s mind. You’ll just draw their hatred and scorn. But it’s not because you’re wrong, it’s because they hate themselves. Lazy people, selfish people, and cowardly people KNOW they’re all those things, and it makes them feel small and insignificant when they see someone aspire and even succeed in overcoming those common human cancers.

Warriors don’t change the world. They just refuse to let the world change them, and they refuse to stand by silently and tolerate acts of selfishness and lack of empathy. No, you’re not going to change minds. But despite how much they smile condescendingly or even laugh, you’ve placed a splinter in their mind that they won’t be able to pull out very easily. No matter how much bravado is shown on an ignorant person’s part, when they’re alone and there’s no one left to posture for, the truth will haunt them.

Do I feel haunted by any of their accusations or ‘observations’? Not at all, because during these kinds of altercations, I have my eyes and ears open. I listen to tone watch posture and read facial expressions. I’m disconnected, I don’t take anything personally and I’m merely an observer once the initial statement is made. And all I observed tonight was wounded egos lashing out, and  wounded egos lying to survive.

I guess the bottom line is if you ever work hard enough and long enough that you get to a point where you can control your emotions and not allow another person to control them for you, the payoff is that you’ll be regarded as “crazy.” You’ll be an alien, an anomaly, a walking contradiction. There will be no golden trophy or bouquet of roses. They’ll hate you, try to hurt you and want nothing more than for you to sink to their level.

So having said that, who still wants to bring that upon themselves and consider themselves a Warrior among normals?

After witnessing tonight’s show of selfishness and utter lack of accountability, count me in as a Warrior ’till death…and maybe even beyond. 😉

Warrior on,
~Miro

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Hero

17 Jun

Hero

Heroes are what children need
As they begin to grow
Someone who values morals
And hard work won’t forgo

When I was a little boy
I knew a hero who
Embodied all the traits that I
Would employ when I grew

This hero worked his hardest to
Provide for all his kin
He put the needs of family
Before his own therein

He didn’t go out partying
And didn’t socialize
Every weekend, ‘cause to him
His family was the prize

Many times the places where
He worked would just close down
He never got depressed or drank
To make his sorrows drown

Tomorrow was a new day so
This hero hit the street
Never feeling anxious or
Dramatic or downbeat

He’d always find a new job ‘cause
The bosses plainly saw
A trait he had that somehow would
Employers always draw

His English wasn’t all that good
But his eyes did reveal
Fluently that this hero
Did his job with much zeal

He didn’t moan and whine and cry
When the work day began
He always gave his best and always
Acted like a man

He cared about the things that mattered
God, his kids, his wife
And didn’t give a crap about
The petty things in life

Like competition that so many
Wasted money on
While others were out making bets
This hero mowed his lawn

While others spent their dough on latest
Fashions, travel, cars
And blew all of their money at
The race tracks and the bars

This hero put in overtime
So that his house was paid
‘Cause he never believed in
Depending on bank’s aid

He never owned a credit card
Because it made no sense
To buy with money that you didn’t
Have in present tense

This hero may not have been a
Philosopher or scholar
But wisdom can also come from
Those who wear a blue collar

From him I learned integrity
From him I learned respect
I learned to stand up as a man
And as a man, protect

This hero taught me to say “No,
That doesn’t work for me”
He taught me sometimes you have to
Speak up and disagree

When someone doesn’t try their best
When someone drags their ass
When someone shows great disrespect
When someone shows no class

When someone doesn’t care as much
As you push yourself to
When someone takes for granted what
In life you can pursue

A child needs a hero as
It grows to an adult
Take it serious, don’t be
An aloof insult

To the concept of mentor
Teacher, trainer, guide
Be a hero so your kids
Remember you with pride

                                for Dad

Angel Hair

19 Sep

Angel Hair

There is a charity up north
Called Angel Hair for Kids
They provide underprivileged tykes
With no hair with new lids

Little boys and girls who’ve lost
Their locks because of cancer
For those who can’t afford a wig
Angel Hair is the answer

When I heard about this cause
I knew there was no choice
I’m donating a foot of hair
And using my deep voice

To spread the word about their cause
To folks around the land
TV, radio and web
And try to lend a hand

But when I chop my ponytail
Is solely up to you
The audience now reading this
Should step up and help too

My goal is to raise two thousand
Dollars for a great cause
The Canadian Cancer Society
And that’s because

They are an organization
That helps all those who fight
The horrible disease that has
Drained so many of might

They bring hope to those who continue
To never give in
And honor the memory of those
Who fought but didn’t win

It’s a busy world and there’s
Not much time to reflect
Many people don’t care until
Cancer does affect

Themselves or one of their loved ones
Until it’s close to home
This message isn’t for those folks
It’s for those with a comb

Who brush their hair every morning
And do not think about
The little kids who’ve lost their own
Because it’s fallen out

This message is for people who
Have not lost mom or dad
To breast or prostate cancer yet
For folks who aren’t yet sad

So if you think that this cause sounds
Like a very good mission
Do not wait ‘till later to
Contribute your addition

Go to MichaelMercy.com
Scroll down to find the link
To where you can donate and show
That you too are in sync

With people who care for all those
Who are less fortunate
That you will offer your help to
All those who’ll never quit

If you’d like to donate by Paypal, please visit www.michaelmercy.com
scroll to the bottom of the screen and click on the Donate button.

If you would like to donate by Visa, Mastercard, or American Express
please visit http://convio.cancer.ca/goto/michaelmercy
and click on the “Make a donation” link in the progress thermometer.

To learn how you can donate to Angel Hair for Kids, visit http://www.acvf.ca/index.php/our-programs/angel-hair-for-kids/

Thank you for your support!

Hero

6 Sep

Hero

Heroes are what children need
As they begin to grow
Someone who values morals
And hard work won’t forgo

When I was a little boy
I knew a hero who
Embodied all the traits that I
Would employ when I grew

This hero worked his hardest to
Provide for all his kin
He put the needs of family
Before his own therein

He didn’t go out partying
And didn’t socialize
Every weekend, ‘cause to him
His family was the prize

Many times the places where
He worked would just close down
He never got depressed or drank
To make his sorrows drown

Tomorrow was a new day so
This hero hit the street
Never feeling anxious or
Dramatic or downbeat

He’d always find a new job ‘cause
The bosses plainly saw
A trait he had that somehow would
Employers always draw

His English wasn’t all that good
But his eyes did reveal
Fluently that this hero
Did his job with much zeal

He didn’t moan and whine and cry
When the work day began
He always gave his best and always
Acted like a man

He cared about the things that mattered
God, his kids, his wife
And didn’t give a crap about
The petty things in life

Like competition that so many
Wasted money on
While others were out making bets
This hero mowed his lawn

While others spent their dough on latest
Fashions, travel, cars
And blew all of their money at
The race tracks and the bars

This hero put in overtime
So that his house was paid
‘Cause he never believed in
Depending on bank’s aid

He never owned a credit card
Because it made no sense
To buy with money that you didn’t
Have in present tense

This hero may not have been a
Philosopher or scholar
But wisdom can also come from
Those who wear a blue collar

From him I learned integrity
From him I learned respect
I learned to stand up as a man
And as a man, protect

This hero taught me to say “No,
That doesn’t work for me”
He taught me sometimes you have to
Speak up and disagree

When someone doesn’t try their best
When someone drags their ass
When someone shows great disrespect
When someone shows no class

When someone doesn’t care as much
As you push yourself to
When someone takes for granted what
In life you can pursue

A child needs a hero as
It grows to an adult
Take it serious, don’t be
An aloof insult

To the concept of mentor
Teacher, trainer, guide
Be a hero so your kids
Remember you with pride

                                for Dad