The Stones On Our Souls

Bitterness, hate

a terrible weight.

The type that steals from us daily.

No happiness no joy

these were not meant as a toy

that could be pulled out and played with on cue.

The longer we hold

these poisons of old

we continue to do ourselves wrong.

Holding us back!

Our lives now off track

all because we can't forgive and forget.

It's this inner mistake

that makes our hearts ache.

We must forgive ourselves first for relief.

For our life to be full

and our spirit made whole

it's time we remove the stone from our soul.

Letting Go

Happiness for today

cannot never be found

while wallowing

in yesterday's misery

and bitterness.

All that will be found there

will be a heavy heart.

Yesterday is gone

it cannot be changed.

There is no reason

to let it ruin today.

Lighten your heart

fill it with joy

leave yesterday

and it's drama behind.

Look at each new day

as a brand new journey

on which to embark.

Your happiness can be

around the next corner.

You only have to allow it to enter

by letting go of yesterday.

Be Careful How Deeply You Look

As you study me

many faults you shall see.

So don't study me too long or too deep.

You see, that which we study

we often consume

and my faults they can be quite contagious.

None of us are immune

and we cannot pretend

we don't mimic the actions of others.

For in this one small way

we are all quite the same.

This can be bad but it's really quite natural.

Please, just don't look at me

with expectations to see

a person any-wheres close to prefect.

I am who I am

and that's just how it is.

But you are who you are just as well.

See I’ve studied you

and you've got your faults too.

I'll admit I began to let them change me.

What I didn't do

was accept you as you.

I was so focused on those faults that I saw.

Respect was the one thing

I first should have shown.

You deserved much better, instead I criticized you.

Now the damage is done

and I can say it's not fun.

It's my fault I've lost a friend and a brother.

So before it's too late

and you make this mistake

please stop looking so deeply at others.

Though our lives are our own

we should not be alone. 

Being critical in the end leaves us lonely.

Misery, A Terrible Place

It is a coward who uses an avatar

and pseudonym to hide behind

as they bully other folks.

It is the bitterness and hate they harbor

that sucks them dry of any happiness and joy

that could be shared.

They show they have no care for others

and prove even less care for themselves.

Misery is a terrible place to call home.

4 AM

Just after noon in Afghanistan

hungry for a voice from home.

My son lifts his phone

enters our number and hits send.

Just before 4 AM

the phone next to the bed rings.

Fist thought of course

is something wrong.

Hello, and the voice of my son returns to me

relief as that voice says he's ok.

When he asks the time and I tell him it's 4

he seems to be somewhat concerned.

I say it's ok

and it is that's the truth

for we hunger

to hear his voice too.

The time does not matter

when your kids are away.

Their call says they love you

and you can send your love to them.

4 AM is a very appropriate time 

to feed your need for love.

From The Day That We're Born

The day that we're born

we drink in a new life

not knowing what's to come or will be.

We then find our voice

we can now cry out loud

and all we want is just to be fed.

Food for our bellies

play to build up our bodies

the words of knowledge to nourish our minds.

We were born and raised

and became who we are

it was from all that was fed to our being.

That feeding could often be sweet

when we look back remembering

the great times with our families and friends.

But sometimes that feeding

was way off base

leaving us to feel no acceptance at all.

Those times left us bitter

as if we'd been left all alone

where no-one cared whether we even alive.

Depression set in

self hate seemed to evolve

inside there was just something missing

But it wasn't the food or play

nor even those words of knowledge

all along what we cried for to was love.

A Creek Filled With Peace

The antelope and bison

they silently roam.

Ever in search

of their celestial home.

Resting together in the foothills

along a life giving creek.

Our creators gift

of a peaceful mystique.

A lesson to learn

a value to hold

from the day of our birth

to the time we call old.

We must find love for our brothers

regardless of race.

Looking past religious differences

and that political base.

There's no reason to hate

no reason at all.

For as history's shown us

hate has been man's great fall.

It's a terrible way

for a person to live

when their peace and joy

drains out through a sieve.

It's a bitter pill

yes, one we must swallow.

It's that lack of our joy

that makes us feel hollow.

Go now to that creek

below the foothills

to witness the peace

and drink in your fill.

You see, the antelope and bison

have shown us the way.

Through their harmonious existence

they've found peace for today.