Ethics should have a deep root
In everything that we do
Our treatment of other people
And of politics too
We have all been wronged
But there are many who don’t know why
Disassociate from yourself and others
The amoral have no need to lie
What happened to our culture and people?
A devil’s ego that lives within
Excludes themselves from others morality
This herein lies the sin
A destruction of family and values
An educational system designed to fail
America’s literacy rate of 17 percent
The proof in the pudding of this tale
The greatest threat to western society
When migrants do not assimilate
If they care not of liberty yet demand equality
There defines the cultural checkmate
So if these words reach you
Keep our values alive
Educate and teach to others
Enrich a life to survive
Sits on a hill
Built long ago
Are there memories that dwelleth still?
Much in disrepair
A family gone away
Leaves no laughter there
An owner spent money
Upgrades to a sorrowful house
Neither spending time with the children
Neither spending time with the spouse
This house was his castle
Attributing higher value to it than his kin
A bewitchment of the devil?
The misguided instruction from narcissistic whim?
The wares of our deception
Account for much of the blame
Whom will take any account?
Whom will take any shame?
What is my confection?
Love is the muse of the soul
Without it we are eternally lost
Without it we are not whole
Take away the resistance
Shed the pain from within
Learn how to embrace a new opportunity
Learn how to be comfortable in your skin
WikiPsalm Sixty Nine
My education was everything
It defined who I am
Three classes short of two degrees
My employer and girlfriend really didn’t give a damn
All I wanted growing up
Was love to nourish me
A family that could not respond
Co-dependent parents incapable of hearing my plea
So I wandered
But a childhood comes back to visit
Gets in your head and dreams
Haunting and inexplicit
Self-reliance a razors edge
Give up on just one person
Your own path
Is destined to worsen
Because of these things
I have stumbled along
But I never gave up
My spirit is humbled yet strong
Dust off the past
A new day awaits
Awaken the moxie
This is what I advocate
Spent 35 years
Working for the man
Paid for an education and for the family
So I do what I can
The frustration with an employer
Politics and corruption at large
We stay on task
Despite our motives to discharge
Made some mistakes
And when I fell
I got back up
I did not say farewell
It’s not how many times you get knocked down
But only about the times you get back up
Cool hand Luke against Dragline
Never stayed down and never gave up
The fortitude of our endeavor
Tends to pay off after time well spent
Throughout our trials
And throughout our discontent
In the wake of our challenges
There is wisdom to persevere
Your faith will be tested
No matter how you define austere
I wanted to think clearly
A time I was less confused
Some moments I see vividly
Whereas others I have excused
The trouble with my memory
I’m not sure if I have the right take
What were the predisposed factors?
What are the presumptions we make?
Fill in parts of what we know now
File away under a current change of view
How will I ever really know?
There is no one else to interview
Is it really worth the effort?
Will my reality be forever changed?
Will I become more self-aware?
Or will I always be estranged?
I try not to confabulate
I try to sift out erroneous thought
This is important for me
I try hard not to be lost
What happened to the way we talked?
When did we surrender an individual thought?
How many lines are we willing to cross?
Is this sacrifice worth the loss?
What is the evidence that supports your case?
Do you have knowledge in what you say?
Are you reachable in our conversation?
Or will you just disobey?
Begins in whether we listen clearly
A breakdown in communication
If we do not hear sincerely
When we speak to hear ourselves talk
The message is lost on deaf ears
When we speak to our confession of truth
We move our spirits and move our tears
The things we seldom say
The conversations we need to engage
Often escape our attention
Another empty passage on a blank memoir page