Tag Archives: inspire

Test

20 Feb

Test

Tests are not just something that
You have to take in class
The judgement of your fortitude
Is something that won’t pass

There’ll never be a final test
There won’t be an exam
And best not to procrastinate
You won’t have time to cram

Everything in life is meant
To analyse your worth
The tests have been administered
Since right around your birth

Sharing toys with other kids
And playing nice at school
Welcoming the new student
When others would be cruel

Losing baseball games with grace
And shaking winners hands
Respecting what your parents say
Obeying their commands

A few years pass, but tests still come
In every shape and form
Provoke you to give in to hate
And tempt you to conform

Every parking ticket is a
Test of poise and tact
Each one passed will help you with 
The next time you’re attacked

Your boss may not be the most patient
Guy or gal you know
But the more that they test you
The more you will bestow

Tolerance and understanding
Upon your temperament
Peace of mind is what you’ll have
While they stress and lament

Family isn’t always going to
Get along so well
But speaking softly works much better
Than when people yell

Every seat kicked at the theatre
Every kernel chomped
Can put your patience to the test
If tolerance is prompt

There’s a list of things that can
Annoy you day to day
But if you bomb the test it will
Only cause you dismay

Study hard by staying calm
And letting go of things
That you have no control over
And severing the strings

The more you ace the more you’ll see
The tests for what they are
The more inclined you will be to
Receive one more gold star

                                  ~Miro

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Grey

19 Feb

Grey

Grey hairs are a fact of life
There’s no reason to fret
With each new strand that has no hue
I never get upset

I don’t see them as representing
That I’m getting older
Instead they are a testament
That I am growing bolder

Just as weathering will score
A proven tank in battle
The silver strands that grace my temples
Show that I won’t rattle

Ashen stubble on my chin
Is no concern of mine
It just means that when trouble comes
I bear instead of whine

Greys are badges from the years
Of having persevered
With every strand of pigment lost
There’s one less thing I’ve feared

Why would someone go and use
Some dye to hide the fact
That they’ve survived and proceed to
Withstand the world’s impact?

Salt and pepper is a way
Of telling everyone
That the battle’s half way through
And so far you have won

The amount of greys that you have on
Your head directly shows
That when the going got real tough
Your warrior arose

For grey’s the color of a fighter
One who won’t back down
The prize for bearing through it all:
A granite tinted crown

I’m thankful that as years go by
My dark mane changes tone
That both my hairdo and resolve
Together tint to stone

So next time you see greys peak out
From within your fine locks
Don’t fret over losing youth
Embrace your silver fox

It’s the color of experience
Clarity and poise
Leave the red and blonde and brown
For little girls and boys

                              ~Miro

Nice

18 Feb

Nice

For today’s inspiration
Let me impart this advice
It’s nice to be important
But more important to be nice

It feels good when people say
You’re great at what you do
But don’t forget to give
Your colleague their review

I know you must be busy
But so is everyone
Most have time for work
But for gratitude, have none

They’re busy with their day
They’re busy with their plans
Too busy to reciprocate
Too busy for their fans

“There’s just so much to do!”
They always justify
And so all of their praise
Does not get a reply

Now I don’t pull my punches
So let me be quite frank
There are four varieties
Of people who don’t thank

The first type is the lazy
The kind who’ll take acclaim
But doesn’t have the energy
In them to give the same

The second type is selfish
They hoard and hoard and hoard
They’ll take the pleasantries of others
But can’t spare a reward

The third type is the ingrate
Who doesn’t even hear
The kudos given to them
That somehow don’t endear

The final type’s the asshole
The prick that smirks, “I know”
The pompous ass who thinks that they’re
Entitled to your dough

I hope to God I’ll never
Become one of these four
Lazy, selfish, ingrate, asshole
I won’t be, I swore

Not that there’s much praise
For the work that I create
Not that I desire it
And not that I await

But for the folks that take the time
To tell me they’ve enjoyed
I’ll always make an effort
To have my thanks deployed

So next time someone says
That you’ve done something great
It’s important to remember
To not take on the trait

Of one of the four types
And let those types entice
It’s nice to be important
But more important to be nice

                                 ~Miro

Grouch

16 Feb

Grouch

There once was a Grouch who never smiled
Whose expression was always dismal
And regardless of the company they kept
Their outlook was always abysmal

Even if others would say, “Cheer up!
The sun will eventually shine!”
The Grouch would frown and reply, “Maybe not!”
With a pessimistic whine

“The world is what you make of it!”
The believers said with passion
But how much could the Grouch achieve
With a face that was so ashen?

What kind of difference can one make
With no fire in their eyes?
What good’s a Grouch who just critiques
But never really tries

To make the world a better place
With passion and with cheer
What do Grouches hope to gain
With their melancholy sneer?

The most important thing to keep
In mind for every day
Is that your attitude affects
The things that you will say

And attitude’s directly wired
To muscles in your face
It’s your expression that reveals
The mood that’s at your base

So it’s ironic that the Grouch
Could not make the connection
Between their negative outlook
And their own complexion

But something funny happened when
The Grouch did try to smile
Their attitude improved and their
Approach was less hostile

By curving corners of their mouth
Upward instead of down
They found out more could be achieved
With smile instead of frown

The Grouch discovered what you give
Is squarely what you get
If anger is what you put out
Then you will be upset

But if it’s joy you choose to spread
To everyone you meet
Then you’ll discover how kind in
Return the world will treat

And so the Grouch would sneer no more
And not sit back and gripe
Armed with smile as their sword
They would engage the tripe

And always beamed from face and heart
Through good times and through bad
Recognizing the effect
On others that it had

And other Grouches would befall
The power of the grin
When they saw how their mood and smile
Were indeed akin

                                    ~Miro

The Mile

15 Feb

The Mile

It’s written in the Holy Book
In Matthew passage five
And forty-one, the lesson of
How far we all should strive

“If someone asks to walk a mile,”
Jesus once declared
“Walk that mile, and then another”
The Messiah dared

Now I don’t care if you believe
If He was Son of God
Or if you think religion is
Just one giant facade

It doesn’t matter if you’re Muslim
Shaman or a Jew
Buddist, Hindu, Taoist
Or Shinto tried and true

Wiccan, Sikh, Confucionist
Or Scientologist
Maybe you’re just Spiritual
Or just plain Atheist

Regardless of the name you call
The faith you choose to follow
No one can deny when words
Are wise instead of hollow

When someone says that you should do
Much more than what’s expected
That you should give them twice what’s asked
That man should be respected

‘Cause that advice comes from the heart
The goal is altruism
To only think about one’s self
Will only lead to schism

But when you serve and go the extra
Mile that’s requested
It shows you to be genuine
And how much you’ve invested

In making sure that people know
You’re not just there to do
You’re there because you really care
And know to follow through

Requires more than what is asked
Because people are shy
Or don’t want to impose too much
Or don’t want to imply

That they need a helping hand
Perhaps they are too proud
And when they ask, they feel as if
They’re humbled and have bowed

Regardless of the reasons for
The help that is required
It’s the words of Jesus Christ
That have left me inspired

I’ll walk the extra mile with
The one who needs my aid
And if that path goes through a river
Then walk shall turn to wade

Help should never be halfhearted
Please don’t just “show up”
To paraphrase another verse
“Run over their cup”

‘Cause kindness and philanthropy
Are known to be worthwhile
But the only way to spread them is to
Walk the extra mile

                                        ~Miro

Warrior’s Prayer

12 Feb

Warrior’s Prayer

The common routine
When one goes to pray
Is to get down on knees
And in one spot stay

Clasp hands together
Keep eyes closed tight
In an attempt
To not see the plight

That may work just fine
If you wish to give praise
But most don’t give prayer
Until darkest days

And when the storm comes
I’ve found it works best
To not just curl up
And beg to be blessed

And that’s a main problem
With people who follow
If you beg for a break
Then your prayers are just hollow

The point’s not to live
The easiest life
It’s to build up the strength
To endure the strife

When hardships befall
Don’t beg for an end
Get up while you pray
For the strength to transcend

Open your eyes
As you ask for resolve
And accept that motion
Is the key to evolve

Although this concept
To a few may appall
A prayer on your knees
Will do no good at all

It’s been my experience
When times are their worst
The best start to prayer
Is to get up first

One foot then the other
Keep myself moving
To God above
And to myself proving

I’m not looking for lenience
I’m not begging for pity
I know parts of life
Are not going to be pretty

I pray to the Father
For strength added on
To what’s already in me
To my own employed brawn

Upgrade my power
And my fortitude, raise
Enhance my patience
Amid all the craze

In the book of Isaiah
Forty-one: ten
“I will strengthen and help you”
The Lord said, amen

But strength will not do you
Much good at all
If you’re hidden away
Curled up in a ball

The warrior’s way
Is to charge with no fear
And the warrior’s prayer
Is made in high gear

                         ~Miro

Hi, I Need Something

10 Feb

Hi, I Need Something

Ever had a friend
Who hasn’t been around?
Who’s let the months pass by
Without making a sound?

They haven’t come to ring your door
They haven’t sent a text
They’re waiting for the right occasion
When to meet up next

“Hello, old friend” they finally say
“Oh my, it’s been a while!
How have things been all this time?”
They ask you with a smile

They’ll nod and make with the chit chat
Before they tell the reason
Of why the silence between you two
Won’t last another season

“I need a favour” is the cause
Of so many friends
Picking up the phone to call
The old means to their ends

I’m not saying that you shouldn’t
Depend on friends for aid
To ask for help is something that
You shouldn’t be afraid

But if that’s all you seem to do
If use is the sole link
Then the name of your friendship
Is something to rethink

Maybe it’s a work arrangement
Maybe it’s a task
It’s certainly not a friendship
If all you do is ask

People are so used to this
When I call a cohort
The first thing that they ask is what
Favour I will extort

“Not a thing” I say with truth
“Just called to say hello
It’s been a while since last we spoke
And wanted you to know

I care about my friends in life
And don’t just call to ask
For a favour whenever
I must complete a task”

So next time something comes about
And you know just the guy
Or girl who would be perfect to
Make your dilemma fly

Take a sec to think about
The last time that you spoke
Did you call them just to ask
A favour to evoke?

If that’s the case I’d recommend
That friendship you revise
Into the role of work arrangement
And forgo the guise

‘Cause friendship isn’t just about
Befriending when in need
Someone who just wants your favours 
Is no friend indeed

                               ~Miro