Blessed in the U.S.A.

Have you ever heard
The story about the bird
That screamed every night,
All night, for a week?

Well, needless to say,
That bird is dead now.
But we did raise a
Memorial in his name.

On the top of his cage
Sits a gold-plated chicken head.
It doesn’t make a sound,
Which is the way we like it.

But seriously,
What do you think
Of the weather today?
What did you eat for breakfast?

In some places,
There are floods,
Tornados, typhoons,
And earthquakes.

In some places,
People are killed in the street,
Simply for being
In the wrong place at the wrong time.

Lots of people go
Without breakfast
Every morning.
How does that make you feel?

I think that if we all thought
About how much worse
So many other people have it,
On a regular basis,

We might realize
How good we have it,
Even when we have what we call
“A bad day”.

So does that possibly mean
That no matter how bad we have it,
That at the end of the day,
We should look back and say,
“I had a good day today”?

Because even when it seems like
Everything went wrong,
If we’re really honest with ourselves,
We would acknowledge that

There were so many things,
Things that people like us
Take so much for granted,
That went completely right!

Ask yourself,
“Did I have food to eat this morning?”
“Do I have running water?”
“Do I have air conditioning?”

“Do I have a job?”
“Do I have a car?”
“Do I have a house?”
“Do I have children?”

“Am I free to do
Whatever I choose to do?”
“Can I go
Wherever I want to go?”

“Can I talk to whomever I want?”
“Can I stay home when I’m sick,
And still get paid?”
“Do I have insurance?”

The list goes on and on,
But I think you probably
Get the idea.
You might not have all these things,

But you do
Have it pretty good.

Don’t you think?

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I Think I’ll Sue

Jumping through,
I think I’ll sue.
Maybe not, but
I’ll think about it.

What do you think?
Maybe I shouldn’t,
But wouldn’t
It be fun?

So maybe I won’t, but
You should try it
Sometime. Do you
Think before you jump?

Let’s talk about it.
No, let’s not.
Why don’t we
Jump to conclusions?

That might be fun!
Okay, so I think
You are a jerk.
Is that a fair

Assumption?
Don’t assume,
Is what they say,
But let’s continue.

Okay, so now what?
How about we
Count our blessings?
One, two, three…

Wait! I forgot!
We have luck, right?
No, blessings,
You say.

Okay, so maybe
That’s true, but
Can we prove it?
No, but all the same,

It’s true.
Okay, maybe so.
God bless you, then.
Thanks.

A Stronghold Vulnerable

Running newly to find a spot–
A spot of safety, for which they fought–
Fought against a deadly foe–
A foe that could not take their life.

Their life in jeopardy, here and now.
Now war follows them to their home.
Home in America, the home of the brave.
Brave men run for their lives.

Lives in the balance, in a stronghold–
A stronghold vulnerable amongst men–
Men who fight for their country–
Their countrymen now turning against them.

A Stronghold Vulnerable

Running newly to find a spot–
A spot of safety, for which they fought–
Fought against a deadly foe–
A foe that could not take their life.

Their life in jeopardy, here and now.
Now war follows them to their home.
Home in America, the home of the brave.
Brave men run for their lives.

Lives in the balance, in a stronghold–
A stronghold vulnerable amongst men–
Men who fight for their country–
Their countrymen now turning against them.

Gifts

Looking down upon a lake
From the top of a tree I climbed,
I see a doe bend to take a drink.
How serene nature can be.

Looking down upon a clover leaf
From the top of an overpass,
I see “little” cars drive around.
How amazing engineering can be.

Looking down upon a schoolyard
From the top of the roof,
I see little children playing hopscotch.
How innocent they can be.

How interesting it is to observe
What a miracle nature is, invention is, life is.
We are blessed in so many ways.
How can we have so much and yet

Still not be happy?

Dreaming of Tomorrow

“Walking down the street,
I see a beetle at my feet.
It talks to me sweetly,
Saying things I can’t believe.”

Waking in my bed,
I realize I dreamt of things
Hard to imagine now,
And even harder to believe.

Do you believe a beetle
Talked to me–sweetly, even?
It is hard to rationalize
Things we dream sometimes,

But if we don’t, what hope
Lies before us for better days?
What hope is there that we
Will become better?

What hope is there that we
Will achieve more than the past?
We must dream,
We must imagine things

That others say can’t be true,
Won’t ever happen,
Can’t ever happen.
We must defy reality

As we know it,
In order to discover things
That don’t exist
Until we dream of them.

A Trip to the Sea

Stepping slowly into the sea,
I feel a breeze blow on my face.
Wonder if I should be careful?
Wonder if I should be scared?

Is there someone coming here,
Watching me in this moment?
Maybe I should count my toes.
Maybe I should count to ten.

Will the rain fall on my day?
Will the words come I should say?
I think I will go for a swim.
I think I’ve decided not to worry.

Would you like to keep me company?
Would you like to go with me
Into town to see a movie?
Come with me and we shall see.

Have you been here before?
Are you from this city?
You don’t know what you are
Getting into when you’re with me.

Let’s go find a shell to carry.
Let’s see if we can decorate.
See if you can see the fish
In the sea all around me.

It has been a nice afternoon.
It is nice to be with family.
Maybe you can make a habit
Of coming to the sea with me.

Temptation

Crashing close to comfort,
I ran the needle through.
Caught it on the other side,
Where my unsteady hand was waiting.

For just a moment,
I felt like I was in heaven,
But soon enough,
Reality returned to my perception.

Fools’ errands are made
By sillier men than me.
What was I thinking,
To try to outsmart fate?

To lay it all out
For the world to see,
To be so indecent,
What came over me?

I will promise myself,
Never to repeat my mistake.
I will be faithful to the truth,
And stop chasing the wind.

If only I could figure out
How to escape my destiny!
If only I could speak the truth,
Watching my words so carefully.

I will try to do better.
I will not jump at the latest fad.
I know there is more to life
Than being burned and getting mad.

What’s the point of taking chances
When there is such a sure thing
In the ways of learned wisdom,
Not one stupid, wild fling?

I will do according to the book
I was given as a child.
I will use careful speech
I will be so meek and mild.

Never will they recognize me
From my days of craziness.
Never will they think to fry me,
Like that day of reckoning.

I will be the opposite
Of my nearest tendency.
I will be something different.
I will set myself free!

A Second Birth

Crawl down
Underneath the ground.
Bury yourself,
But don’t make a sound.

Fury follows you
Into the unknown.
It fries your flesh.
It crushes your bones.

You try to escape,
But there is no turning back.
You must keep going
On this dark path.

Can you see
The pain in my eyes?
Can you feel
The one I despise?

It all comes down
To one simple thing:
Will you forgive?
You must cut this string.

It binds you tight
To your inner fears.
It ties you up
In knots through the years.

Trying to live
With all of this hate
Boiling inside you
Will drive you insane.

Cut it all loose!
Set yourself free!
Run from this place,
And you will feel glee.

You must tear the truth
From all of these lies.
You must face it now,
You must stop the cries

Of the poor
And the needy.
The world never dies,
Degree by degree.

But instead we will sigh
And forget all our hurts,
Our cold isolation,
A second birth.

In the Now

Cringe, post a mark.
Laugh, be a tart.
Run, lift, screeeeam!
You’re on the cake and in the cream!

Do you know the secret
Of doing good business?
Tell the truth,
That’s what I always say.

Wars wage out the window,
Behind us, on the front lawn.
We sleep a soundless sleep,
In the quiet of our bedroom.

Catch a wing,
Flutter to the sky.
Try your best to escape
This broken world, or die.

Get a high from joking
Ruffians smoking dope.
Get a wild hair up with
Nothing to do but cry

For the fun you’ll never have,
The love you’ll never know,
The pleasure you will never,
Ever find in abandoned alleys

Where you spend your waking hours.
Shooting up only brings you down
In the sorry end.
So, which way to turn?

Live to the fullest on the battlefield
Of life. Never give up!
Treasure your dreams,
And follow your heart.

Even if you never achieve
Your goals, it is your dreams
And the yearning of your heart
That let you know for sure

That you are still alive.
For without a dream,
There is no hope,
And without a heart,

There is no passion.
So dream on,
Always knowing
That in the end,

You were completely
Here, and completely
Alive and awake,
In the now.