Do We Just Hide


A kind old soul

but with time a heart can turn

trouble with relationships

we sometimes just don’t learn

Blood flows through the heart

Its pulse keeps us alive

so too does love

to help us thrive

Sever this connection

neglect this need

the heart becomes weaker

Just watch it bleed

Impoverished heart

impoverished resolve

So too will our spirit

Slowly dissolve

Kindness is forgiving

Kindness is fearless

Shows only what’s truly necessary

Rejecting the malicious

Breathe in and exhale

The oxygen we crave

The characters in life

The characters on the stage

How many more failures

Will a person make

Before they realize

What is at stake

When do we look?

Deep inside

Do we own up?

Or do we just hide?


DCG

A Leap of Faith

Some children ask

If they are worthy of love

Only knowing the chasm felt

That the parents cannot dispose of

We are a complex people

Who fail to see the simple need

We perpetuate this problem

The one that we will often feed

Lonely is the night

Ambivalent child is awake

Numbing is the sensation

After the trembling heart shakes

Calming the soul

From the sound of a rotating fan

Brings peace to the child

Chasing away for a moment – the bogeyman

Dreams become nightmares

The sleeping child cannot fight

No one to turn to

In the dark or in the light

Child now adult

A life underway

Many lessons learned

Many in disarray

A leap of faith

He must convey

Despite diminishing returns

Of a brand new day

The recognition of good

Can be seen by all

The design of love

Heals all that fall

The greatest gift

That he can make

Love those around him

For everyone’s sake

DCG

Tender my Frustration


Tender my frustration

Only the law abiding will pay

A state can never impose any law

That the criminal will ever obey

Tender my frustration

The working man’s plea

There is no incentive to work

When you collect off the taxpayer’s assist

Wait, what else can I take as a perk

Tender my frustration

What’s mine is mine

What’s yours is yours

Learn to make it on your own

But you’ve gotta do your chores

Tender my frustration

Words are words

Often the politically correct

Use a narrative to bend logic

Only to misdirect

Tender my frustration

I know I’m not alone

Only by working together

Cutting through all of the hormone

Tender my frustration

We must find a way

Else we will parish

Under the boot in the face or the bullets that ricochet

DCG

A Prayer to Rescind

A grieving lonely sod

Whispers silently in the wind

Heard only by the angels

A prayer to rescind

Abandoned house

Sits on a hill

built long ago

Are there memories that dwellith still?

Modest furniture

Much in disrepair

A family gone away

Leaves no laughter there

The last owner spent his money

Upgrades to a sorrowful house

Neither spending time with his children

Neither spending time with his spouse

This home was his castle

Attributing higher value to it then his kin

A bewitchment of the Devil?

A bewitchment from narcissistic whim?

The wares of our deception

Account for much of the blame

Whom will take any account?

Whom will take any shame?

Beseech the broken-hearted

Only the down-trodden know

This cumbersome attachment

A broken family can bestow


DCG

The Thing about Self-Reliance


innocence is taken

A worldview now changed

Conflict we create

Conflict we sustain

There are no shadows in the darkness

They only appear in the spotlight

Memories go undisturbed

If they remain out of our sight

We blindfold ourselves

The hard truths that we have forgotten

This doesn’t take the sting away

Out of the misbegotten

I need your support

I can’t see the light anymore

I’m surrounded by this darkness

Can’t find my way to the door

The thing about self-reliance

We sometimes lose our way

The solace we seek is hidden

Beneath the pain in our decay

We hide this from those around us

Family, friends, and our workmates

Only to endure this suffering

A dark force within that resonates

The awakening to tip the scale

Can always be found in this daze

Allow yourself to be in the present

The past is but a fog and a haze

The choice becomes right before us

With every breath and every step we take

Walk in the light of our knowing

That this path is ours to make


DCG

I am the Peacock

Sally just Tweeted

Her opinion of the day

Like-minded people

Showing their dismay

The expression of ideas

Social media threads

Emotional argumentation

Of people with some not well-read

I am the peacock

Watch me as I strut

See my pretty plumage

I am purebred and not a mutt

Sam just posted a YouTube

It’s on the internet so it must be true

He’s certain of it’s authenticity

But still the matter is up to you

Who Compares and Despairs?

Inspecting another persons post

Is this your orientation?

Be ready for the roast

So many opinions

So many ways to disseminate

How do you see the world?

How do you calculate?

The digital divide

Those who produce and those who consume

Who makes the virtue signals?

Are we tolerant; do we make any room?

Make a page on Facebook

Send a SnapChat

Maybe my Instagram

Will change some of that

We all want to be right

We all want to make sense

Start not by politicizing your opinion

Opinion means nothing

To those who defy pretense

Even the bloggers

Who try very hard

Sometimes get it wrong

Create their own canard

So where can we find any Truth?

Not in a comedy show

Not on the media streams

Believe in these sources and you’ll probably eat crow

Turn not to Science

This is not the domain

Paste another example

Able to defeat Man’s bane

Finding this answer

Our history shows us best

Turn to the philosopher

‘Tis only in logic that we can attest

DCG