Tag Archives: truth

Out The Window

11 May

Out The Window

I’ve seen a lot of people claim to do the work each day
But when shit hits the fan, somehow all their grace goes away
For months or years they say “I’m working on it!” but when time
Arrives to use the fruits of all their training, they don’t climb

They do not rise, they don’t stand fast, they crumble and they fall
All their so-called work goes “out the window” as they bawl
If all your training is so easily dispatched and tossed
Perhaps it’s time to admit that nothing is being lost

Perhaps it’s time to admit that the work has not been done
Concede the easy path was taken, the one that’s much more fun
Admit the truth that when you had a chance to push your bounds
You failed to crawl through danger zones and stayed on safer grounds

“Out the window” they exclaim as if they did possess
Any focus, grace or strength before their newest stress
Nothing went out any window since nothing was there
For if it was, it would stay put and help to deal and dare

Grace and focus comes with the most outrageous price tag:
Time and patience, sacrifice, ego death (what a drag!)
And what goes out the window? Just a half-assed, lazy whim
That has about as much heft as a Sunday morning hymn

Easily discarded in favor of pain and rage
“Out the window”’s never uttered by those strong and sage
Because their training’s been burned in and holds a lasting place
There to use at will in order to maintain their grace

                                                     ~Miro

Body Language

16 Jul

Body Language

The politician takes the stand, adjusts the microphone
He’s asked a question, clears his throat, no discomfort is shown
He starts to spout his rhetoric prepared the day before
By writers who know how to “spin” the ugliness of war

His voice is strong and steady and he fools most of the sheep
But some are not convinced because their detection is deep
They see his eyes that look away, a tiny shoulder strug
Fractions of a moment that betray his fearless mug

Most are trained from birth to take a person at their word
A Warrior knows that the truth is usually unheard
It’s told in how the speaker cannot face your scrutiny
When someone tries to hide the truth, their eyes are first to flee

They clasp their hands or cross their arms to brace for your review
A Warrior outstretches arms and revels in what’s true
The liar tries to retreat and if backed into a wall
Then they will become hostile and ready for a brawl

The liar thinks that threats and anger will sustain the mask
The Warrior knows truth is peace and in so they do bask
Listen to the cadence, hear the fumbling for words?
The ums and ahs and you knows while their eyes go search for birds

People lie and they succeed because their words are trusted
The real truth is revealed if your truth detector’s adjusted
Do not pay so much attention to the words you hear
Instead lean forward, gaze intently and the truth’s quite clear

                                                     @miropoetry

Love Thy Enemy?

30 Dec

Love Thy Enemy?

I’ve seen a couple folks who feel their spirit has been roused
Their inner Warrior’s awakened as my writes were browsed
They warn how all those before them should beware what’s to come
They threaten others because “A Warrior I have become!”
How sad and misguided to have missed the point so badly
Yes, enemies must be fought…but do not do so madly
Yes, a sneer may don your lips and teeth bared with true grit
But deep inside the heart, nothing but pure love should emit
Posturing and performance may be required to
Dissuade the ignorant normals who know not what they do
But deep inside where no one sees, there must be empathy
There must be courage to admit, “I love my enemy”
To say “I understand you even if I don’t condone”
To say “It hurts me to do this, your pain is not alone”
A Warrior is so plugged in, connected, so aware
That though sometimes they inflict pain, to do so causes wear
It is a choice that’s made with great deliberation since
To cause pain to another person causes SELF to wince
Most who have not awakened don’t suffer the effects
Right away, the “guilt” or “conscience” takes some time to flex
But truly what we should call this is “Empathy” my friends
And if you are a human being, there’s no way to cleanse
You are connected to them all, both loved ones and your foes
And you can’t start an argument or have it come to blows
And “win” because your foe incurred more hurt than you sustained
That is why after the rush, eventually you’re drained
‘Cause even the most self-absorbed, egoic person feels
Empathy for all those villains, scoundrels, tricksters, heels
Try your best to hate them, you will fail no matter what
And that’s because you’re here to LOVE, it’s programmed in your gut
So when you feel like talking tough about how they will pay
Be sure to take a moment and mention your own dismay
Perhaps if you would ponder self-destruction, you’d relent
You wouldn’t be so quick to fight a years-long argument
Let it go and wish them well, there’s no battle to “win”
Instead focus all of your strength on the great war within

                                   ~Miro

Nurture Thyself

28 Dec

Nurture Thyself

“Do you love yourself?” the question is so often asked
“Of course!” the answer’s said with a smile that expertly masks
A body that is not nurtured, it’s slow and brain is fogged
Black tar coating lungs and grease within arteries clogged
An irritated attitude, frustrated and hostile
“Yes, I love myself!” some say despite all of the bile
That does reside within them, that love quickly turns to hate
When they don’t get their way, they grow offended and irate
And all because they’re weakened by the lack of nurturing
The failure to treat their body like it’s a Queen or King
To love thyself means to encourage your own health and strength
To stimulate, develop, foster, go to any length
To sacrifice in order to fuel love’s demanding fire
To not just say the concept but to work, to do, perspire
And when the work is done, you won’t need to answer the question
Your glowing skin with pinkish hue will serve as your expression
Your wide awake and alert eyes will provide your reply
Your focused thinking, energy, cheer and joy will reply
Love yourself? Of course you do! Who’d admit they do not?
But do you nurture yourself? That will take a bit more thought

                                                    ~Miro

Thanks

12 Oct

Thanks

Thanks for stopping by my little Warrior platform
The message here does not exactly make most people swarm
To join and comment since most truths of which I speak are tough
Most normals get offended and storm off in a huff
My message is not for those weaklings, but for folks like you
The 1-in-100, the Warrior who knows what’s true
Is rarely easy, comfortable or pleasant, so may I
Take this moment to say thanks for being an ally

Revelations

25 Apr

“When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.” -Friedrich Nietzsche

Revelations

It’s only blind people who let
Harsh words cause them dismay
They believe they are perceptive
But their eyes just betray

They’re told a criticism and
Their day is now “So bad!”
They’re told how they do come up short
And proceed to get mad

They lose control of inner calm
Because they don’t look close
They want to get away but these
Harsh words to me engross

Every bit of hate I’ve gotten
Negative feedback
Revealed a piece of the speaker
Their truth shed through attack

Haters who do hate themselves
And desperately lash out
People who do not have faith
And so they always doubt

Miserable, pathetic wretches
Filled with weakness, fear
Who futilely defend themselves
With words like “fag” and “queer”

Egomaniacs who think
About themselves all day
And then point fingers in attempt
To seem another way

“Ugly” by the cold hearted
And “rude” by the aloof
“Gross” by out of shape smokers
“Weird” by a boring goof

None of these assessments have
A negative effect
There is no drama since I choose
To observe and collect

Information on the speaker
To reveal *their* truth
Instead of being a victim
I choose to be a sleuth

And use these supposed “barbs” as ways
To pull the hiding veil
Off the haters and cowards
Whose attacks always fail

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Truth, Passion, Laughter & Love

23 Nov

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Pushed

25 Oct

As shocking as it may sound, I’ve had some complaints at work made against me. Do you get offended, hurt or worked up when someone makes false accusations towards you? I used to, but having a warrior-mindset has eradicated the need to defend, explain, and exonerate my name. I’ve learned that there’s a common theme with all of the people who point a finger at me and say I’m rude, abrasive or difficult, and that common theme is that they lack what a warrior possesses and is capable off…

Pushed

They push and push until you crack
And when you do, then they step back
They see that you have had enough
So they watch as you huff and puff

But what if you simply don’t crack?
What if you bare their attack?
What if there is no effect?
What if they cannot deject?

What if you’re a rock when they
Have hurtful, hateful things to say?
What if your reserve stands fast
When you are bullied and harassed?

I’ll tell you what will happen, mate
When you refuse to take the bait
They’ll whine and cry that YOU’RE the one
Who was abrasive and did shun

A warrior’s an anomaly
From drama they are fully free
And since the normals cannot grasp
They imagine your voice is rasp

They imagine that you aren’t nice
They give their pathetic advice
They say, “You really need to learn
To deal with this kind of concern!”

They’ll make a complaint to your boss
Another try to incur loss
But boss will simply hear the tale
Of how a weak normal did fail

To push a warrior around
And tried to grind you to the ground
But since your grace was kept in tact
They snivelled to make an impact

By crying to authorities
To try to bring you to your knees
But no one, not grunts or a chief
Can give a warrior much grief

They can’t be pushed, they are a wall
And it’s the PUSHERS who all fall
While warriors stand firm and strong
Bear witness to all that is wrong

The ego and the selfishness
The cowardice and laziness
The fact they push so hard reveals
That they lack warrior ideals

Stand fast, stand firm, and do not bend
Do not explain, do not defend
And do not fear they’ll be believed
Because all those who are deceived

Are just as weak as those who shove
And push and are devoid of love
Who do not serve and give and care
Let your attack just be a glare

A knowing glance that weakness stands
Before you with its outstretched hands
In vain attempt to push you back
Do not falter, do not crack

Mr. Resistance

6 Jul

“What is not for you is against you. What is against you is your enemy and you need to kill it. Your fears. Your doubts. Your lack of confidence. Your lack of belief in a destiny. A certain, absolute destiny you have to do something unique and great on this planet while you are here. Anything that stands in the way of that, any ‘Mr. Resistance,’ no matter the stature of that motherfucker, you need to kill him.” ~Ultimate Warrior

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Mr. Resistance

You wake up in the morning and
He’s breathing down your back
Mr. Resistance is standing
And ready to attack

Before you can even roll out
Of bed to start your day
Mr. Resistance pushes you
To back the other way

If by chance you can plow through
And get yourself all dressed
He’ll climb aboard your back so that
You constantly feel pressed

You’ll have to drag your feet if you
Want to keep making strides
Mr. Resistance won’t help you
When on your back he rides

He makes the gravity feel twice
As strong as it may be
And don’t believe for a moment
That he will set you free

He’ll drag you down and make you feel
Like not doing your work
And as you sit down on the couch
This fiend will slowly lurk

And wait for you to get the itch
To get up and get moving
But once he’s on your back again
You’ll have a war removing

This advocate of laziness
This champion of slug
Mr. Resistance sees you try
That’s when you feel his tug

The only way to break free of
His power-draining cling
Is grab the nearest baseball bat
And let that sucker swing!

Don’t just swing for fences, that’s
Not far enough for him
Mr. Resistance needs to be
Sent back to somewhere grim

Swing for deepest, darkest parts
Of Hell and send him reeling
Send that draining vampire
Back home, the whole way squealing

And with the strength you have left in
Yourself, train your forearms
Train them extra, extra hard
Because of the alarms

That will go off the next morning
When he returns once more
Mr. Resistance will be back
And down your neck he’ll bore

You’ll need the extra strength to beat
Him back because he’ll be
Twice as pissed when he returns
Or maybe even three

Grab that bat and swing with all
You have and don’t hold back
Swing and pound and stab and strike
And fend off his attack

And if you are successful then
Get ready for a war
Tomorrow it starts all again
He’ll be back with a roar

But just remember you have what
It takes to knock him out
Taking back your life by force
Is what it’s all about

                               ~Miro

Love It All

29 May

“I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.” ~Mother Teresa

Love It All

Gurus speak of how you must
Embrace the world with love
How you must be a vessel for
Creator up above

How love should permeate throughout
Your heart and bones and soul
“Love’s the only way!” they say
To dig out of the hole

And though this Warrior Poet
Will often disagree
With what the masses say, with this
I’ll heartily agree

But irony is those who say
That love’s the only way
Seldom love the things that cause
Their joy to go away

They’ll say that you must love, but when
A problem rears its head
Instead of saying, “I love it!”
They’re filled with angst and dread

When tragedy befalls them, they
Will not smile and relish
The opportunity to train, instead
They act as if it’s hellish

“What an awful thing!” they cry
And sigh and furrow brow
Exuding negativity
And not keeping their vow

These “positive thinkers” who have
Their head in clouds and sand
Fail to follow own advice
When harsh world does demand

Something more than sunny days
And rainbows in the sky
“You must love!” they lie and lie
And lie and lie and lie

The Warrior exudes true love
In good times and in bad
Their love does not run dry when something
Makes the others sad

The Warrior just smiles and loves
The challenge that is brought
The chance to understand, let go
Be tested, stretched and taught

The Warrior is not selective
Warriors love all
Furry, cute kittens as well
As what makes normals bawl

Love’s the only way, it’s true
But that applies to both
The light as well as darkness which
Together give love growth

                             ~Miro