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NEIGHBORS

NEIGHBORS

There is something odd about my neighbor,

I guess she’s under some kind of stress.

She stares without seeing,

And plays with the buttons on her dress.

She avoids attention, even light from the sun,

And I would swear she’s packing a gun.

She sits across the aisle from me,

Trying to ignore the things she sees.

A man stands at a corner waiting for our bus,

He is tired, hungry, defeated, just like us.

After days of searching , there’s still no work,

He’s just a fraction away from going berserk.

How can he survive if he’s living on pride?

Will he find a place to live safely outside?

A group of teens climbs aboard, boisterous and loud,

I wonder if one will escape the tenement and return rich and proud.

They threaten the homeless man.

He might have money stashed in a can.

They threaten the woman as she pretends to read,

Telling her they want her to meet their needs.

They laugh and suggest they could have fun,

Not noticing her hand touching her gun.

They turn their attention finally to me.

I was watching and waiting, it had to be.

Survival of the fittest, or the ones with most greed,

Somebody’s angels, or someone’s bad seed.

There is little to distinguish between me and my brother,

Hell will claim one, and heaven will get the other.

July 21, 2017

I’m in Charge of Now

 

The King of Yesterday and Tomorrow

The King of Yesterday and Tomorrow (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

I’m in Charge of Now

 

“Good morning, Mother Earth.   You’re all aglow in beautiful autumn colors. Where are you going dressed up in such finery?”

 

“What?  You’re off to see the King of Yesterday? Isn’t it too late to see him?  He’s already let opportunities slip by, got caught up in moments when he couldn’t even cry, and now he’s frustrated because he didn’t want to try,” I blurted out.  “If the King of Yesterday had paid attention to time and people around him, the world wouldn’t be in such a mess,

 

There are things he could have done,

 

Fix a bike,

 

Kiss his wife,

 

Hug his son,

 

Call his mom,

 

Smile at someone,

 

There are things he should have done,

 

Walk the dog,

 

Gone to church,

 

Wash his car,

 

Visit friends,

 

Wish upon a star,

 

There are things he might have done,

 

Watch a sunrise,

 

Tell someone he loves her,

 

Hold her hand,

 

Show he cares,

 

Listen and understand,

 

There are things he would have done,

 

If he hadn’t lost his temper,

 

If he had said I’m sorry,

 

If he had not kept score,

 

If he had helped someone,

 

If he had loved more,

 

“Mother Earth, the King of Yesterday is a procrastinator and a loser. It’s plain to see he should be more like me.”

 

“The King of Tomorrow might be the man for you.  He’s ahead of schedule, his days are planned, he will be in charge, and his future is grand.

 

She looked at me steadily.  “I understand.  What you say might be true, but you don’t know the King of Tomorrow like I do.”

 

These are the things he might do,

 

Yell at someone,

 

Ignore his family,

 

Demand to be in charge,

 

Eat and drink more,

 

Live life large,

 

These are things he could do,

 

Go sky diving,

 

Eat better and eat less,

 

Read more,

 

Spend time with family,

 

Open opportunity’s door,

 

These are things he should do,

 

Begin exercises,

 

Give praise, time, and love generously,

 

Lose weight,

 

Keep a journal,

 

Appreciate,

 

Things he will do,

 

Neglect family,

 

Work harder and longer,

 

Let his health go,

 

Stress out,

 

Forget to let his inner being grow,

 

“Surely,” said I, “The King of Tomorrow is not that kind of guy.  He can see yesterday with a discerning eye.  If Yesterday and Tomorrow both pass through Now, Wouldn’t Tomorrow be better somehow?”

 

Mother Earth looked at me sadly before she spoke.  “The King of Tomorrow blames Yesterday and Now, rather than improving himself somehow.  And the King of Now is also to blame.  He doesn’t want to be pinned down and be true to his name.  If Now meant Now and he tried to do good, there’s no way Tomorrow would be misunderstood.”

 

I thought about this for days and even for nights, I could improve myself if I reset my sights,

 

It wouldn’t take much to lighten my load, one or two shifts and I’d be back on the right road.

 

I’d glance at Yesterday from time to time, then urge Tomorrow to keep in his prime.

 

I am in charge of training Now, and I’ll get the job done some way, somehow,

 

The three kings will follow my lead, I’ll help others and lessen my needs,

 

I’m determined for once to keep doing good, for I don’t want Tomorrow to be misunderstood.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy to be Outsmarted

Happily Outsmarted

I beheld her beauty,

But it was her voice,

Her sultry voice,

That left me with no choice,

But to listen and admire,

And when she required,

My attention and rhyme,

I was ready to give all my time,

I could not resist,

She didn’t have to insist,

But in love’s endless pool,

Words are powerful tools,

And with poetry I decided to ply,

Her vulnerable heart,

Oh, I was sly,

(Love enough to satisfy my own greed)

Seeking all she offered, all I need,

I was cunning, yes, indeed,

She opened her arms,

And displayed her charms,

Offering comfort, warmth, love,

Fulfillment of dreams,

She wanted me, it seemed,

A tear drop caught my eye,

I didn’t want her to cry,

My oh my,

How can I,

Take advantage of the moment,

When she is acting like a woman,

Making my heart so tender?

So against my gender,

When all I wanted,

Was to make love to her all night long,

That was so wrong,

But it felt so right, even though,

Now she knew,

That my intentions were more,

Than I said before,

Words don’t say everything,

And yet, her tears were ripping me apart,

Had she no heart?

She was taking advantage of my weaker side,

There was no place to hide,

I had to say the words I knew,

I should not do,

But I said it anyway,

“I love you”,

But once said,

Those words felt good,

And now I understood,

What I really wanted,

Someone more than a friend,

Faithful and loving to the end,

Someone wily,

A woman who could outsmart me,

And Cupid smiled from up above,

His timely dart had brought me love.