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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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“Only” Human

20 Mar

only human

“Only” Human

There were two human brothers who were named Keelav and Stirn
Keelav thought himself as limited and did not yearn
His brother, though, saw potential that coursed through all his veins
He recognized the power and wisdom by he who trains

Keelav sighed and often said, “I’m only human, right?”
He thought his bone and sinew were a hindrance, a plight
Stirn, however, saw himself as something greater than
He’d often say, “This challenge will be conquered, fore I’m MAN!”

As years did pass, Keelav grew lazy and increased in girth
“I’m only human,” he would sigh, belittling own worth
Stirn, however, honed his muscles which sharpened his mind
He’d say, “I’m ALL OF human, to potential I’m not blind”

And Keelav would dismiss his brother, saying, “Well, that’s YOU!”
Wanting it both ways, to claim that all humans imbue
A sense of limits and failure, while Stirn was the exception
“I disagree,” bold Stirn would say, “you have a weak perception”

Stirn told of the Warriors who had come before him
All those with great strength and focus no matter how grim
He listed off great generals, great scholars, teachers, guards
Men who were indomitable, the soldiers and the bards

“Well that’s just them,” Keelav dismissed, and then Stirn did accept
That Keelav’s problem wasn’t “human,” something else had crept
Into his mind and taken hold, the parasite of fear
The gluttonous leech which saps our innate strength year after year

“Only,” Stirn said softly, “that one word has held you back
It’s kept you meek and docile whenever there’s attack
It’s your cry of retreat whenever your wits have been tested
And it is why you’ve always failed and floundered and been bested

The ‘only’ thing you’ve ‘only’ done is ‘only’ chosen to
‘Only’ ignore what is right and natural and true
You’re ‘only’ lazy, ‘only’ scared and ‘only’ miserable
You see yourself as empty when the truth is that you’re full”

Keelav wept and cried as Stirn departed, “Forgive me!
I’m only human!” Keelav sobbed and dropped down to his knee
Stirn walked on and did not stop and never did return
For years his reprimand echoed in Keelav’s mind and burned

“Only this and only that,” he pondered and he dwelled
“ONLY THIS AND ONLY THAT!” he seethed and fumed and yelled
“Only this…and only that…” he whispered and he sighed
“Only this…and…only…that…” he closed his eyes and died

                                     ~Miro

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Potency

22 Mar

Yoga silhouette virabhadrasana II warrior pose

What I Don’t Want

16 Mar

“When you don’t get what you want, you’re unhappy. When you get what you don’t want, you’re unhappy. Even when you get what you want, you’re still unhappy, because it doesn’t last forever.” ~Socrates, Way of the Peaceful Warrior


What I Don’t Want

I don’t want people to be kind
And thoughtful and relate
I don’t want people to let go
Of all their ancient hate

I don’t want people to give of
Themselves without a thought
Of what they will get in return
And what to them is brought

I don’t want people to try hard
To go the extra mile
I don’t want strangers to say “Hi”
And give a friendly smile

I don’t want people to accept
Their struggles just as tests
I don’t want them to stand up straight
And beat upon their chests

I don’t want people to be strong
Courageous, passionate
I don’t want people to refuse
To ever, ever quit

I don’t want people to be patient
With others who stress
I don’t want people to be graceful
With those who aggress

I don’t want people to let go
Of petty little things
Like grudges, bitterness, insults
Cheap shots, offenses, stings

As long as I don’t want these things
I will not be unhappy
Whenever I see people treat
Each other very crappy

                                        ~Miro

Potential vs Potency

12 Jan

“Continuous effort – not strength or intelligence – is the key to unlocking our potential.” ~Winston Churchill

Potential vs Potency

Potential is what’s possible
The things you may achieve
But it takes more than wishful thoughts
And saying you believe

There is a difference between having
A great deal of potential
And being potent and that thing
Is utterly essential

The key component to unlocking
The door of potency
Is how much gumption you have got
And if you are gutsy

Having talent does no good
If all you do is wait
And sit and hope that someone will
Discover you are great

There comes a point when one must tell
Themselves the brutal truth
Potential is a good excuse
For those who still have youth

But if the years are passing by
And talent’s still implied
Don’t you think it’s time you got
Up off the couch and tried?

Potency is when potential
Is put into motion
Possibility’s replaced
With hard work and devotion

No more plans of what you’ll do
And no more boastful talk
Ceasing with the aspirations
Then walking the walk

And doing what you’ve always had
The potential to do
Talking a big game but also
Following it through

Don’t just sit and wait for your
Big break to come about
The world is filled with people who
Have talent and just pout

That nothing ever comes their way
That opportunity
Never knocks at their front door
And they cannot foresee

That it never will arrive
That they must get up first
That success won’t come about
Unless it is coerced

With effort and with discipline
With courage and resolve
Only then can potential
To potency evolve

                           ~Miro

The Hotter the Forge, The Stronger the Sword

18 Oct

The Hotter the Forge, The Stronger the Sword

The sword’s a symbol of great strength
As well as elegance
The blade can withstand great duress
If its metal is dense

Although the final sword is sleek
And smooth with mirror shine
It wasn’t always free of dents
Or a perfect straight line

The steel within its blade was not
Always so strong and stout
The path that the sword must take is
Not the most pleasant route

The raw, weak metal’s placed inside
A forge of blazing heat
And if that wasn’t bad enough
The swordsmith starts to beat

Upon the raw material
With hammer, unrelenting
Battering and pummeling
And shaping, reinventing

Stoking fire even hotter
Making the steel glow
Into the reinforced blade
That we have come to know

Every time its folded and
Is hammered out once more
Makes the blade even stronger
Down to its deepest core

Every centigrade of heat
That the forge does increase
Unlocks dormant potential
And more strength does release

We all are blades within the forge
And life is our swordsmith
Strength without an intense heat
Is no more than a myth

Just like the blade, you can not form
Unless the fire’s stoked
Unless the hammer’s brought down hard
And your true strength’s evoked

                                  Miro

A Good Day

13 Sep

A Good Day

When the sun has set tonight
And the moon ascends
When the final hours pass
And one more day ends

Will you be able to look
Back from the time you rose
All the way to when you go
Off to your bed to doze

And say that it was a good day?
That you had tried your best?
That you took the time to see
All the ways you are blessed?

Will you be able to say
You took the bull by horns
That you refused to pass the buck
And you survived the thorns?

Did you take charge and control
And make it a good day?
Or did you let someone’s issues
On you heavily weigh?

Did you leave it in the hands
Of someone else to pick
If you had a good day or
If your ass got a kick?

Did you wait for someone to
Decide to make you glad?
Did you let an asshole stress
You out and make you mad?

Did you hand over control
Of what your mind would feel
To a person or event
That would all your joy steal?

Were you just a bystander
And hoping for the best?
Standing, waiting in one spot
Instead of on a quest?

To make something of yourself
In the day ahead?
Or did you count down the time
Left ‘till going to bed?

Can you look back on the day
And say in honesty
“I made it a good one today
Because I was gutsy

Instead of keeping my mouth shut
I spoke up and said loud
‘That doesn’t work for me’ and split
Myself off from the crowd

I didn’t just stand by and let
The hours go to waste
There was not a minute where
Potential wasn’t chased

No man or woman I met
Was able to succeed
In stealing any of my joy
Because I’m a rare breed

I am a warrior and so
I’m in complete control
And no one or nothing can ever
Stop me from my goal

Of looking back twenty-four hours
Without any dismay
Being able to proclaim:
‘Today was a good day’”

                               ~Miro