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PERCEPTION

Ugly

I believed I grew up in an ugly town,

A small community tucked in a small corner

Of nowhere,

Where smiles stayed hidden

And were rarely found.

The land was hot and dry in summer,

But cold and wet in winter.

Everyone said it was ugly

And I believed it to be the center

Of a cosmic mistake.

Where was the beauty?

The town pulled at me

Tied me down,

Trapped me in webs of misery

And kept me bound.

“Leave it. Leave it,” I was warned.

“There are places to see, places to be,

Stay away from this town where hope cannot see.”

For years I searched for beauty and smiles,

Crossed oceans and mountains and countless miles.

I did not find the city of my dreams.

Happiness did not exist,

All cities were the same.

I returned to my city,

Weary and worn from my search.

I had learned to smile, learned to enjoy,

Learned to change my attitude.

I greeted each person I chanced to meet,

With a smile.

I looked around and found

Changes in my ugly town.

In the summer it was kissed by the sun,

And the cold in winter was also fun.

This was not a town of misery,

But a town of hope for all to see.

Each smile I encountered brightened my way,

And the town grew more beautiful day by day.

My town, a place to live and grow,

An Eden, a garden below.

Beauty is now found inside of me,

And my smiles are there for all to see.

By Dan Roberson

Ugly

I believed I grew up in an ugly town,

A small community tucked in a small corner

Of nowhere,

Where smiles stayed hidden

And were rarely found.

The land was hot and dry in summer,

But cold and wet in winter.

Everyone said it was ugly

And I believed it to be the center

Of a cosmic mistake.

Where was the beauty?

The town pulled at me

Tied me down,

Trapped me in webs of misery

And kept me bound.

“Leave it. Leave it,” I was warned.

“There are places to see, places to be,

Stay away from this town where hope cannot see.”

For years I searched for beauty and smiles,

Crossed oceans and mountains and countless miles.

I did not find the city of my dreams.

Happiness did not exist,

All cities were the same.

I returned to my city,

Weary and worn from my search.

I had learned to smile, learned to enjoy,

Learned to change my attitude.

I greeted each person I chanced to meet,

With a smile.

I looked around and found

Changes in my ugly town.

In the summer it was kissed by the sun,

And the cold in winter was also fun.

This was not a town of misery,

But a town of hope for all to see.

Each smile I encountered brightened my way,

And the town grew more beautiful day by day.

My town, a place to live and grow,

An Eden, a garden below.

Beauty is now found inside of me,

And my smiles are there for all to see.

By Dan Roberson

She Went Her Way

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There were a lot of harsh words,

We said to each other back then,

I hadn’t heard a woman speak like that,

Since I don’t remember when,

 

We tried to correct our bad deeds,

The ones we’d done to hurt each other,

We discovered our efforts didn’t work,

When we couldn’t forgive one another,

 

She went her way and I went mine,

When the war was over and all was done,

Two hard-headed, stubborn individuals,

Had lost too much and no victories won,

 

If I had treated her like a queen,

She’d still be by my side,

But that’s just between you and me,

That’s all to you I’ll confide,

 

She went her way and i went mine,

I was sorry to see her go,

My pride kept me from telling her,

So I guess she’ll never know,

 

As she went down that dusty road,

Along with her she took my heart,

I live here and she lives there,

And we’re still worlds apart.

 

 

Love and The Magic Spell

I’ll tell you a story,

It’s sad but true,

If you don’t watch out,

It could happen to you,

My girlfriend one day announced she would leave,

I took it hard and did nothing but grieve,

Her thoughts were elsewhere as she stared off in space,

She had all the symptoms of love, yet she ignored my face,

I watched her intently and could feel her distress,

She played with her hair and straightened her dress,

“I know what you’re feeling,” I said with concern,

But it was the wrong thing to say I soon was to learn,

“You don’t know anything,” she snapped with fire in her eyes,

“Ouch,” I thought, “I hit a nerve causing her anger to rise,”

She said, “I’m the only one who knows how I feel,

You can only guess, but I know what is real,”

The conversation was over as quick as it had begun,

Though I was right, there was nothing I’d won,

I’d do anything to keep this relationship intact,

But I had to act swiftly to get it back on track,

You see, at one time we had been connected at the heart,

But the battle scars became plentiful as we drifted apart,

My love was not returned, it was stagnant as well,

With everything going wrong it was time to try a magic spell,

I called someone who claimed to be a witch,

She was a salesperson and gave me quite a pitch,

“I have all kinds of spells that will work for you,

Just tell me what you want this spell to do,”

She explained the spells slowly as she went down her list,

She counted them carefully, there was none she missed,

The Lust for Me Spell was the one I chose,

I said, “A little spice in my life wouldn’t hurt, I suppose,”

Low monthly terms and a guarantee for three years,

I signed up quickly and wiped away my tears,

The spell was incanted and sent my way,

The sun was shining, it was a beautiful day,

Love can be tricky even with black magic,

It didn’t turn out like I expected, the results were tragic,

She fell deeply in love with the neighbor next door,

My heart was shredded right to the core,

I called the witch and said, “That didn’t turn out well,”

“What you need,” she said, “is a reversal spell,”

“Yes, I don’t want her to be happy, you see,

I just want her to be back with me,”

The spell was recanted and all put in reverse,

My girlfriend came back but things have gotten worse,

She loves another and her love won’t be returned,

He doesn’t want her anymore, her love he spurned,

My money wasn’t returned, the witch cursed my bill,

“Nothing will go right,” she said, “and it never will,”

The nights are colder and I need someone near,

Someone I can love and call her dear,

This life is too short to live within ice,

A lover with a warm heart would suffice,

I don’t want much as you can see,

I simply want someone to share love with me.

 

 

 

 

“I Was All She Needed”

“Tell me your story,” I said to him,

“Perhaps I can help your case,”

His voice shook as he began,

“Five years are hard to replace,

 

I shouldn’t be here, she’s to blame,

It was her fault, you know,

She made me mad and I lost my cool,

Even though I loved her so,

 

I knew she was my true love,

From the very first moment we met,

She was different than the others,

And not the kind I’d forget,

 

Her laughter was the kind that haunted,

Her voice found its way into my heart,

She made an impression from the beginning,

I vowed silently that we’d never part,

 

Her smile was meant for me alone,

She chose me that first day,

Of course she never said that,

I just knew she wanted it that way,

 

She peeled away my protective layers,

Her thoughts touched my inner core,

She permeated my entire being,

And left me wanting more,

 

She had no need for others,

There was no one else but me,

She learned to keep me company,

And show her loyalty,

 

I treated her very special,

With gifts to prove she was mine,

As long as she knew I was in control,

She could earn some free time,

 

She allowed her friends to disrespect me,

I could see it in their glares,

They tried to get her away from me,

They didn’t know I was aware,

 

I told her friends to leave my house,

In spite of her tearful pleas,

I didn’t like the way she talked to me,

She had to apologize on hands and knees,

 

I didn’t mean to beat her,

It was her fault, you know,

But she said she would leave me,

Even though I loved her so,

 

My tears fell in torrents,

My heart shriveled up in shame,

If she had done what she was told,

There would be no reason for blame,

 

The world is barren without her,

I can’t get her out of my head,

If she had cared as much about love,

I wouldn’t have shot her dead,

 

I still have hopes of finding love,

Several women have been writing to me,

I’ll show them what’s best for them,

As soon as I leave the penitentiary,

 

Each promised to give unconditional love,

Along with their undying loyalty,

That’s all I ever demanded from anyone,

And, there’ll be no one else but me,”

 

I learned a lot listening to him,

About his life and why he was there,

It wasn’t his fault why he was locked up,

But society just didn’t care.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Son, Listen to My Words of Wisdom

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My son, there are a few things you ought to know,

First off, don’t eat the yellow snow,

When a girl tells you she likes you as a friend,

She means, adios, goodbye, the end,

The tongue has the power of life and death,

Say something nice, or save your breath,

When you think you know something, speak out,

Listen and look wise, when in doubt,

Son, life has no easy answers on how to be smart,

Being always observant is quite an art,

If you look at the friends who surround you,

Your own character comes into view,

When people are angry, listen to what they say,

For what they believe is true will come your way,

Now for the things that can make you better,

Hold these truths close right to the letter,

If you hold anger inside and don’t turn it loose,

It won’t be long before you stew in your own juice,

In colloquial terms, you have to dig,

If you stir a stink, it only gets big,

If you’re knee high in clover you’re doing well,

You’ve hit pay dirt as time will tell,

If you’ve got it made in the shade,

You have no worries, your fortune is made,

The best things in life are not gold or shiny rings,

Love, respect, and honor, are what happiness brings,

Be a person of action, be a person of thought,

Keep out of trouble and do what you ought,

You are wise when you know others and what they do,

You are wiser yet, when you really understand you,

My son, I’ll tell you a secret, don’t ever get old,

It’s only for the tough, the simple, and those who are bold,

Now for the real things you asked me about,

The differences between sexes that you have doubts,

If you think you understand women you’re in danger,

The simple truth? Men are strange, women are stranger,

Know that women think differently than a man,

You’ll always be wrong if you don’t understand,

If you ever think you’re perfect, it’s time for a wife,

She’ll love you and correct you the rest of your life,

Men want women to stay the same always,

Women want men to be different every day,

Women can’t keep secrets, you should know that,

If you have a secret to keep, keep it under your hat,

Love builds bridges across unchartered lands,

Everyone is richer, no matter which side you stand,

Love can be magical when your heart it does claim,

Love also can be an illusion that you’ll never tame,

Love takes normal things and dims the light,

You won’t see faults and everything looks right,

A beautiful woman? If you wish to be wise too,

A beautiful woman is the one who loves you,

The best thing in life I hope you soon learn,

Is to love completely and be loved in return.

The Choice

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He stood silently and scratched his head,

Staring at the oaks outside hard and long,

While his terrible thoughts raced ahead,

“How did I manage to let things become so wrong?”

He should warn her, “Don’t be fooled if no words are said,”

He shuddered and wondered, “Why can’t I be strong?”

The thought of her crying filled him with dread,

Although three birds flew from tree to tree,

And two squirrels chased each other on limbs below,

Nothing else moved as far as he could see,

Life disappeared when the temperature dipped low,

“I think this winter scene is just like me,

I’m in a marriage that’s as cold as the snow,

There’s a little life left, but I need to be free,”

His wife made coffee and brought it with care,

He didn’t look up, afraid his face would betray,

But he was already certain that she was aware,

She hurried off to wake the kids for another school day,

“Why doesn’t she mention something about my affair?”

But she busied herself with the children and he was on his way,

Sweaty palms, racing heart, turmoil inside, softly he began to swear,

An office party, it had started out innocent enough,

They talked about their lives and when they could retire,

He tried to stay away, but his heart wasn’t that tough,

They had too much to drink, then alone and on fire,

He felt tenderness, passion, and all the romantic stuff,

“I’m happy,” he told himself, yet deep within he was a liar,

For he still had to go home, and his wife to bluff,

Time passed quickly after that sordid start,

His desires were fulfilled but it was a living hell,

He knew he had to choose between head and heart,

Should he do what he thought was right and well,

Or keep on savoring life sip by sip, loving each part?

 Would he have to decide? Only time would tell,

What choice should he make, if he wanted to be smart?

One evening his lover presented him with a choice,

 Leave two children and his wife, with two years of deceit,

She said, “If you want to keep me, you’ll need a divorce,”

Quickly he thought, “Love on the run, or a family complete,”

It was only then that he finally found his voice,

“I choose to love again with a love more concrete,

I hope she will love me, because I’ve made my choice.”

Dangerous Questions

Dangerous Questions

You said you were not satisfied,

With the way you looked,

Your hair was too straight,

Too curly or something like that,

And then you asked me,

“Am I too fat?”

Now I’m an honest man,

And I like to tell it to you straight,

But no way did I want to tempt fate,

 Any answer I could give might be suicide,

There was no place to hide,

But still I tried,                                                                     

“If straight hair would make you happy,

I could go for that,”

“If you wanted to wear a hat,

I could go for that,”

I didn’t give her eye contact,

I tried to sing a song,

I would have tried anything,

To keep from answering wrong,

Her eyes narrowed,

Her voice grew cold,

“Am I too fat?”

I looked out the window,

For somewhere I could go,

“Uh, what was the question, dear?

I really couldn’t hear,”

Tears were dripping from her eyes,

She heaved a great sigh,

“Please tell me why,

The answer you won’t say”,

The answer came to me in a flash,

It didn’t take a day,

“Why, honey, I like you any way,

I think you’re crazy,

For asking a question like that,

I don’t want mortal combat,

I didn’t choose you for your hair,

Though I like it being there,

Nor did I pick you,

For the shape you’re in,

I love you thick or thin,

There’s nothing I can say or do,

To make this any less true,

I love you simply for being you,”

I think my answer

 Was good enough for now,

But tomorrow is another day,

And she’ll question me somehow,

“Do these shoes go with this blouse?”

It’s time for me to leave the house,

“Would you like me better blond?”

I don’t know how to respond,

It’s a woman’s prerogative,

To change her mind,

And tomorrow I’ll look,

At her with dread,

Her hair might be blond, brown or red,

There might be someplace,

That I can find,

Where I can leave,

Dangerous questions behind.