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Humanly Possible

31 Jan

Humanly Possible

“Only human” people say and think we’re all the same
That when it comes to discipline, we all must have low aim
One person gets discouraged and thinks, “No one could succeed!”
They think that their own shortcomings apply to the whole breed

“Only human” I have heard until it’s made me sick
“Only human” from the lazy, close-minded and thick
“Only human” from the ones who grew up with excess
“Only human” from those who think only God can bless

I recognized my shortcomings both in body and mind
Before my grey hairs had grown in but unlike most, declined
To excuse all my weakness as the limits of my race
Instead of shrugging, “Only human” like a weak disgrace

I sought out other humans, both alive and from the past
Whose strength, intensity, resolve and fortitude was vast
I did the work and hunted them, pursued without relent
I sniffed them out by tracking their indomitable scent

And while the lazy sensitives grew wider and more frail
And followed other wimps, I found the WARRIORS to hail
Samurai and knights, soldiers, mystics, a Savior too
Who kept his GRACE while being KILLED (“only human” like YOU)

Time and time again I found these humans who did hone
Their minds to steel, bodies to rock and fire in their bone
I saw what lack of passion did: love handles and a gut
Excess making body weak and mind stuck in a rut

And I compared that laziness and excess to the Lords
The Warriors, the Kings, the humans who all worked towards
Pushing limits, being more and choosing what they feel
Refusing to give up control, to whine, to cry, to kneel

“Only human” say the ones who sit and wait and think
“This is it” and never push their limits to their brink
But there are some who chose to stand, to run and to believe
“Human possibility” is not something to grieve

                                                         ~Miro

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Shyness

11 Jan

Shyness

As difficult as it may be to think that I was shy
Yes, it’s true, this Warrior was once a timid guy
A permanent frog in my throat when I was just a lad
Always hearing “You’re so quiet!” from every comrade

And as my boldness grew, I saw the same shyness in others
And recognized the source of it in my sisters and brothers
Remembered well why I minced words, held tongue and took the fifth:
An overwhelming urge to please all and get along with

Fear of being rejected, not liked, thought poorly of
Fear of being ridiculed and mocked, deprived of love
I conquered shyness with acceptance that all which I feared
Was already in full affect, its ugly head had reared

Despite all of my efforts, there was still mocking and hate
Despite my quietness and caring, still they would berate
Despite my politeness and empathy still they would tease
Despite the warmth within my heart, around me was a freeze

Perhaps my teens or twenties, I no longer recall when
It started being clear that all these women and these men
That I had been so shy around and tried to gratify
Were not people who were worthy of being my ally

Upside down my world had turned, from thinking “all are friends!”
To being more judgmental and now saying, “It depends”
I saw the world through different eyes when I spoke loud and clear
Refused to be talked over, teased, belittled with a jeer

The magic phrase for you shy ones whose voices are so soft
The magic phrase to ask yourself as well as throw aloft
The magic phrase to ask real loud with bass and force and starch:
The magic phrase that raises eyebrows and makes their backs arch:

“Who are you?” is what I’d ask myself as I’d discern
“Who are you?” I’d ask with no regret and sometimes burn
“Who are you?” I’d ask and see the lack of discipline
“Who are you?” I’d ask and watch the tearing of thin skin

“Who are you?” I’d ask and those who gladly dished it out
Showed they couldn’t take it too as they would whine and pout
When I would ask myself just WHY should I care for this person
The truth is that my shyness would vanish instead of worsen

“Tell me what have you done? What’s your passion? What’s the price
You pay day in and day out? Tell me why should *I* be nice?”
And that is when I learned how many have entitlement
How many think that they are owed without sweat being spent

So if your voice does tremble, if your heart begins to pound
If your hands are clammy and the room spins round and round
Ask the question and perhaps all those who make you shy
Aren’t people you’ll waste worry on, instead, just a “Good-bye”

                                                       ~Miro

Motivation

10 Jan

Motivation

The normals ask the fitness guru, “Please sir, kick my ass!”
Because they lack an iron will and ‘tween their legs, no brass
The normals ask the scholar, “Please sir, share what you have learned!”
Because reading is something for which they have never yearned
The normals ask the Warrior, “Please sir, help me wage war
With all the things that stress me out or make my life a chore!”
The normals ask the people who have done the work each day
For motivation ‘cause they don’t live in an intense way
They ask permission, say sorry and tiptoe on eggshells
“Is this ok? Is that alright?” the normal often tells
“Can I do this? Can I do that?” the normal always checks
They ask the masters such as Jesus, Gandhi, Malcolm X
They ask permission to show greatness, “Think that’d be alright?”
For motivation, “Lend a hand for my enormous fight?”
Motivation is admission that you are weak willed
Hoping someone else’s passion in you is instilled
No one’s going to give you what you’re asking for so cease
They did the work and paid the price and earned all of their peace
They had audacity to have unshakable belief
In themselves through all the criticism, hate and grief
Everyone who’s earned greatness that is asked to inspire
Achieved it not through urging but because they did perspire
Not through motivation but through DEFIANCE and DARE
Through CONFIDENCE and COURAGE, not through asking and through prayer
If you ask for motivation, he’s all that I’ve got:
“Those who do not motivate themselves live lives for naught”

                               ~Miro

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The Warrior’s Creed

11 Jun

WARRIORS CREED

What People Will Think

28 Apr
What People Will Think
 
You know what must be done but 4 words always hold you back:
“What will people think?” has always halted your attack
Those 4 words keep you from doing the things that must be done
To own your life and live with confidence but everyone
 
Casts judging eyes which make you second-guess yourself and say
“They’ll think I’m weird or crazy” if you choose a different way
But here’s the truth about what they will say if you decide
To empower yourself and choose to not blend in or hide
 
The cowards will think, “I wish I could be so very bold”
The narcissists will think, “There’s one less that can be controlled”
The fighters will think, “If they can then perhaps I can too”
The Warrior won’t think a thing ‘cause they’re right beside you
 
Do not be timid with your health, opinion or your soul
Do not allow what others think to unnerve or cajole
The weak and selfish will think poorly, the strong will be inspired
And none of it will play a part in what will be acquired
 
When you have done the work and earned unyielding self-respect
When you have sacrificed and sweat and kept your ego checked
When you have paid the price for iron will and steely grit
Nothing people think will ever coerce you to quit
                                                      ~Miro

Narcissists

22 Apr

Narcissists

If you are one who’s filled with love and empathy for others
You should be warned not everyone’s your sister or your brother
Though understanding may run deep, it’s vital to accept
There is a beast upon this Earth that’s empathy inept

The common nomenclature for this creature with no soul
Is “Narcissist,” whose heart is cold and black and dry as coal
The yogis, hippies, and free spirits say, “Love conquers all”
But I assure with Narcissists, the greatest love will fall

Love will crack and crumble, love will be sucked dry to ash
Love will shatter when with a Narcissist it does clash
All the good intentions won’t surmount this tragic fact:
Narcissists do not reciprocate, they just subtract

A mental illness that cannot be cured with medication
Or therapy or quotes or exercise or meditation
The Narcissist does not feel empathy and can’t relate
They can’t imagine selfless love, they’re fueled by selfish hate

Competitors, they have to win, and so all life’s a game
That’s why they strive for money, adulation, respect, fame
They think the world of themselves and their eyes light up so bright
Whenever someone tells them that they’re good, witty or right

But Narcissists are parasites and flow in one direction
They take but never give because they’re missing that connection
That’s known as “empathy,” the mystic trait that lets us feel
What others do experience as if to us it’s real

Empathy, vicarious reality of those
Who stand across from us, it lets us feel their aches and woes
Instinctively we know just what to say or do to aid
To inspire, to comfort, help someone not be afraid

But Narcissists are lost in space, they don’t feel what you feel
‘Cause walking in another’s shoes to them has no appeal
Their life is all about themselves and others are just tools
To help them get and feel the things they want, “Empathic fools!”

Be warned, my friends, no logic, reason, empathy or caring
No understanding, sympathy, no courage and no daring
Will get through to a Narcissist because they’re not like you
Do not be fooled simply because they seem like humans too

Behind those normal looking eyes is ego which pleads, “More!”
Never will it be enough, and this is not a war
That’s worthy of your time or sweat because the Narcissist
Is tragically a lost cause, not someone you can assist

This is where you prove yourself a Warrior by action
By letting go the things you can’t control, by a subtraction
Let go, walk on, and accept one of life’s truths so dark:
That there are crazy people who will hurt you known as “narc”

                                               ~Miro

The Pursuit of Happiness

20 Apr
The Pursuit of Happiness
 
A basic right of life you have been told since you were small
“Pursuit of happiness” they guaranteed since you could crawl
They promised that you were entitled to your happiness
But added the world “pursuit” which has caused you all your stress
 
“Pursuit,” ironically, is what has caused anxiety
Desire, as the Buddha said, keeps you from being free
Wanting, hoping, praying for the things that bring you joy
Ironically are the same things which all your peace destroy
 
The very act of desire is what robs us of bliss
For wanting is the ego’s path into the dark abyss
That’s not to say we cannot try or train or have a goal
To fall down and get right back up is the will of the soul
 
But craving a specific outcome in close-minded way
And being blind to other results is the ego’s way
Pursuit is not required, happiness is where you stand
There to be enjoyed by only those who don’t demand
 
                                              ~Miro