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
Blinded by lust
Blinded by the misplaced trust
Blinded by my human frailty
I’ve awakened my disgust
Come to terms with my past
I shall not be so easily deceived
I struggle to move on
As I am still bereaved
Not such a bad thing
I look to myself
What do I bring?
Cast away my mistakes
Learn from lessons I observe
Make my adjustments
It’s all about what I preserve?
I need to decompress
The people who are around me
Some tend to absorb and feed
Yet I turn away and only want to see
These parasitic appetites
Begin to drain my energy
I have to get away
Free myself from this memory
Reduce the pressure
The atmosphere is thick
I cannot take it anymore
The candle burns from each end of the wick
Redirect this energy
I can’t really say
I’m under pressure
Please help me find my way
Sometimes we attract
An energy we can’t control
We find it hard to breathe
We have to find an air hole
Find some composure
Find some space
Cut this connection
Cut this interface
The burden is real
We must walk away
Return when you have refreshed
Decompressing from the day
What happened to virtue?
What happened to the rule of law?
When you put a camera in front of the wolves
They will tend to grandstand using their claws
Appeal to the court of public opinion
The filter of ignorance permeates the view
We kid ourselves into thinking
What is truth is what we construe
The second we emotionalize the argument
The second the logical fallacy comes true
The agenda we advocate
Is the agenda we pursue
Before you make up your mind
Consider the sources you vett
Are they an ideologue?
Are they a threat?
Reserve any judgment
Look deep within
Apply the ethic to yourself
When do you begin?