In Blood and Spirit

The message clear

You gotta hear it

All of us brothers

We're the sons of our mothers

In both blood and our spirit

It's right there can't you feel it

Go on check your heart

That's where you should start

Love 'em

Care for 'em

Respect 'em

You need to give it to all

Don't be lettin 'em fall

It won't take all that long

To be sharin' your song

That one deep inside

Don't let these things hide

They were meant for another

It's your time, bless a brother

Not a story, not a poem ... just some thoughts to drive a point home

Those who are in the position of leadership but show little respect to those they are responsible for, receive little to no respect in return. Their leadership is rendered ineffective and the task at hand suffers. This type of leader has become less important than those they have been tasked to lead.

The point is, all people must receive the same level of respect concerning the importance of their portion and position in achieving the goal for the whole to be successful and survive. Every level of the job is equally important.

One supervisor stayed in a rotten mood

the other stayed respectful and pleasant.

The one barked his orders abusing his team

the other requested and worked alongside his.

The one team felt abused

the other felt respected.

The one team had no pride in their work

the other believed that their was no challenge they could not meet.

The one team barely managed to get the job done, late

the other put out their product with time to spare.

It might not hurt for the CEO

to show a little respect to the janitor.

So You Think You're Free

How can man call himself free

His body has limits

Imposed on him by nature

He must live by laws

Imposed on him by rulers

His spirit is held back

Through the imposition of religion

What he believes to be freedom

Is in truth no more than tolerance

Nobody Should Be Someone Else

Going out of his way to be recognized

the man lost sight of himself

he was trying to please everyone else

putting his own life away on a shelf

It didn't take long, they saw him a fake

nothing at all about him was real

and who wants to hang with someone you can't trust

what other lies had he tried to conceal

While trying to become this person he wasn't

his whole world became quite a mess

sadly he had no life before this

and now he would have even less

Greed

Greed greed

that wonderful steed

the rich ride upon

hoarding much more

than they need

Not caring one bit

how the poor get along

not seeing at all

what they're doing

is wrong

Not feeding the hungry

not healing the sick

not helping with shelter

while their wallets

grow thick

The gap just grows wider

more homes become lost

but they only care

for themselves

ignoring the cost

A society lost

a third world country is born

when will they learn

there's a price

for their scorn

IMHO

Once again

I saw it today

but it wasn't here

I'm happy to say

Arrogant comments

totally mean

demeaning another

they bordered on the obscene

The words that they use

they're so condescending

their conversations all come

with an unhappy ending

The way that they act

they think they're better than you

it's all in their tone

but we know it's untrue

But hey, all knowledge is theirs

yes, they do claim dominion

yet they keep trying to tell us

it's just their humble opinion

Because It's Yours

Why live in darkness

by not giving a thought

whether it's the truth or a lie

that you just went and bought

The beliefs of another

they're not really yours

when there's no understanding

and the thought process ignored

The mind must be open

not only the eyes

if blind from not thinking

you're in for a surprise

All you see that's before you

there's no real black and white

all that gray in between

that's where you'll find your might

You see personal knowledge is power

and that'll comes when you're thinkin'

please take the time that is needed

to keep your opinions from stinkin'

Wake Up Dammit

What's wrong with men

When they wish ill of others

Do they not realize

That all men are brothers

Do they really get off

Treating others unfair

We all live on this earth

All breathe the same air

Yet somehow they continue

To treat others as dirt

They must have never known love

Spreading all of their hurt

My hope is some day

These folks may come awake

Making the world a better place

For all of our sake

Our Need To Feed The Flesh

Ah, the foolish wisdom of the flesh

I want it, though I don't need it

I've gotta have it, although I've no use for it

It'll make me happy, for a moment anyway

These desires seem so innocent

How could they ever be bad

If all you wish is to please the flesh

You'll only end up sad

What you'll have is temporary

when found within that toy

But it's the spirit that needs lifting

With a full and inner joy

But I gotta have it I really do want it

Go ahead and have your way

Remember one thing, the cost will sting

Be prepared for what you'll pay

Really, What's In A Name

Seven oceans have different names but contain the same water. ~ Matloob Bokhari ~

Some say he exists

others say that he don't

there are those who believe

and others who won't

Believing or not

he goes by so many names

the problem it seems

is the meaningless claims

They all say that he's theirs

and respects no other religion

when the truth of the matter

this is just their opinion

Can mortal man

truly understand his creator

see if he created us all

he just wanted love, nothing greater

For all men to be brothers

each one part of the whole

as the rivers to the oceans

like all of the water, part of the flow

The names do not matter

what they give us is hope

to survive our life's trials

and help us to cope

Without

Without war, we would not know peace

Without peace, we would not become brothers

Our worlds of differences creating chaos

Without chaos, we would not know calm

Without calm, lives would be lived in constant turmoil

Lives lived in turmoil bring pain

Without pain, we would not know pleasure

Without pleasure, we would suffer endlessly

That suffering plagues the heart with sorrow

Without sorrow, we would not know joy

Without joy, life would be empty

Our spirit murdered because it went without

If not for war and chaos bringing pain and sorrow

We would not know peace, calm. pleasure and joy

That which brings hurtful lessons

Often teaches us appreciation for all that which is good

One Man's Success

For many years he worked hard

He was not always there for his family

Missing the first steps and first words of his children

Yet he had no complaints

There came the day

That he found himself and his wife

With an empty nest

His children were now on their own

He gazed upon their lives

Saw that his children were happy

This was the day

He realized success

The Lazy Man

The lazy man seeks not his own way

He finds it easier to follow the crowd

Every day

I go their way

Never following

A path of my own

The lazy man cannot make real decisions

He refuses to weigh all, no any of the facts

Could I really decide

no I'd much rather hide

you see if mistaken

I could trip o'er the stone

The lazy man has no personal wisdom

He finds it easier to let others think for him

Sorry I'm not really knowin'

Just where I'm a goin'

But see my buddy

He's pretty much been right so far

The lazy man cannot justify his beliefs

He's found it easier to allow others to tell him what they are

Don't be askin' me why

I've just always followed that guy

I don't need to explain

Ask him over there in that car

The lazy man is empty

He finds no lasting joy in his selfishness

Am I happy you ask

Hell that's quite a big task

It ain't your business

Why don't you shaddup

The lazy man knows not who he is

He's been afraid to live a life of his own

Who am I, now that's rich

Just some dumb sonavabitch

Whoa, wait a second

Maybe it's time to wake up

Madness, The Contagion

Madness would come

seldom with warning

He was like Hyde at night

then Jekyll the next morning

A monster he was

a reminder of the past

the killings went on

how long would this last

No-one felt safe

living in constant dread

it was as if the Ripper

had returned from the dead

The entire city

crippled with fear

praying their creator

this man would never draw near

But for days and months

his rampage went on

the fear grew to paranoia

that's what it did spawn

Folks thought that they saw him

where ever they went

going mad in their panic

bullets were spent

Daily the streets filled

with dead neighbors and friends

paranoia and panic

became the tool to these ends

Yes it started with one

and his madness spread far and wide

and the killings went on

even after he died

The Divine

I looked in temples, churches and mosques. But I found the Divine in my heart. ~ Rumi

They entered the temple

found not what they sought

Then they moved to the church

finding their souls had to be bought

The mosque proved no better

these trips were wrong from the start

If man will seek the Divine

he only needs search his own heart

Only One Life

You've only one life

Twill soon be past

But wait I've a question

Why does it travel so fast

Can't it slow down

Maybe close to a crawl

Extra time this would give

To enjoy the colors of fall

The ice diamonds of winter

The budding of spring

All of the new life

That the summer does bring

It just moves way too quickly

To appreciate much

When we don't take the time

To smell the roses and such

We've got to take a few moments

Just to sit back and relax

Drink in all that surrounds us

Fill our spirits to the max

Our lives are for living

Not just watching them pass

If we've only the one

We should live it with class

One Way Or Another, It's Always Our Turn

New people we meet

we don't understand why

some, they have plenty

others, high and dry

There are those there to bless us

and for others it's our turn

whether receiving or giving

they are not ours to spurn

You see when giving we get

and when getting we give

blessings to body and heart

there's just no negative

Whatever the moment

it's still about sharing

we just need to do our part

it's time we start caring

You see, caring through sharing

through both giving and receiving

bestows life's greatest blessings

of this I'm believing  

Don't Run From Your Purpose

Our purpose, our place

We often do ponder

Are these the reasons

That folks seem to wander

Not feeling quite right

That they've not done enough

Never feeling at home

While life seems too tough

How many don't care

About what they're meant to do

How many have hidden

From their purpose, withdrew

Refusing to admit

They may be another mans savior

Saying “no not I”

“I'll not be this days flavor”

There are those who do search

For what they're meant to do

Ever hoping their purpose

Will be revealed in plain view

Knowing we're here

To help others along

To give them new hope

Renewing their song

Lifting them up

When they've been knocked down

Helping them smile

Removing their frown

Friends and family

Those on the street

Having compassion

For all that we meet

Be someones angel

Do it now, don't delay

Without that moment of kindness

It could be their last day