When do we find out that we’re in too deep?

Where do the water fowl go when they lay down to sleep?

What does a man do when he can’t earn his keep?

How does a mother act when she hears her child weep?

When do we find out that we’re in too deep?

The answers to the questions

We ask in our reflection

Are contingent on our ability

To do the proper inspection

Ask the right questions

Answer them best you can

Stop trying to be

Your own confidence man


The Original Sin

The thought that we should change the world

Is deeply embedded within those who purport this idea

The problem is that given human nature

Many of us have amnesia

The utopian society can never be fully achieved

The subtleties of our conditionality

Are often miscalculated

As predicted by our irrationality

Promises to the people

Only said to empower the ruling class

Many of them enrich themselves

Leaving us to watch them trespass

The problem lies within those who challenge

The religious moral teachings

Nobody gets even close to the Confucian, The Buddha, or The Christ

Let alone the others

And their beloved preachings

When men place themselves above

Herein the troubles begin

As told in Genesis

The original sin

Much is explained

When you look through this lens

Despite how you interpret

And the threat of the biblical cleanse





The Democrats’ Hydra

Common sense is not so common

Western culture is under attack and on the decline

The Fabians have infiltrated

A global initiative for all of mankind

Some pay attention

Many do not

A hidden unelected government

Usurping the Liberty we almost have forgot

The paper trail makes it evident

If you look deep enough within

The devil is in the details

Start with Ukraine to begin

Glen Beck was right about the corruption

The party’s Hydra is vast

Intervening all around the world

Policy that the Department of State and the bureaucrats craft

Evidence is now collected

But what will this become?

We must all demand a reckoning

We must stop what has begun



Glen Becks the Democrats’ Hydra

The Superior Man

If you look for the bad in people

You will surely find it

Best to look for the good

And then get behind it

Blessings pass through

The mutual values we possess

The benefactor’s proxy

To those whom have expressed

Trust may beget trust

But wisdom you must employ

To invest in the prudent is worthy

To invest in the foolish can destroy

Pay it forward

The golden rule

To give of yourself

Is maybe the crown jewel

Replenish your soul

Through the path of wisdom-or the path of good deeds

The superior man shares in this relationship

Despite any of his needs


If we Consume What is Dark

I have to quiet my soul

When resentment is in my heart

I have to replenish it with good thoughts

Like the beginning of a new day giving us a new start

When you feel tread upon

There is good reason to forgive

You allow your heart to remove the remorse

You become no longer combative

If we consume what is dark

We align ourselves in part

To disruptive emotions

We rarely outsmart


A Dark Cloud Looms Over

A house on the corner

When we reside in the house of shame

Our memories are not forgotten

Will they always linger and remain?

When we reside in the house of ignorance and petulance

Shell shock and PTSD

Does it become the norm

On from the age of three?

And in the house of anger

There is no love shown

A special place in hell

For those who have not grown

A dark cloud looms over

The house of misery

Destroying lives for generations

Perpetuating dysfunction within the family


I’m Not Trying to Tell you What to Believe

The meandering thoughts

That go through my head

Wandering around

When I lie down in my bed

Our dreams are created

From content we make

Borrowed from our life experiences

That sometimes come to us when we wake

I’ve noticed that my sub-conscious

Seems to enter into the mix

Unable to control this while sleeping

Oh how the mind plays its tricks

Working out problems

Sometimes behind the scenes

A conscious mind partially active

When there are no other means

I sometimes write down

A journal of what I can remember

They tell me a story

Of this prominent charter member

And so I forge on

Don’t build a virtual prison around your thoughts

Circular reasoning will never

Connect all the dots

I’m not trying to tell you what to believe

I’m only trying to tell you how to proceed





I Am the Enemy of the Better Me

I am the enemy of the better me

When I find ways of defeat

I think

The only way to win is cheat

If you dig yourself into a hole

The further you get the farther you go

Where you stop

Only you control

Conflict will arise

When you meet reality

Your ego will resist

As you relinquish your objectivity

If you abandon your sense of purpose

Your moral compass is lost

Your journey has no direction

Can you imagine what is the cost?



Do we agree?

Is it fate?

What binds our experience?

When we communicate?

Are we vulnerable?

When we relate?

Do you feel like me?

When we commiserate?

Are we on or are we off?

Maybe not me, maybe not you

Call the bluff

Give the devil his due

Wise man told me…good, better, best

Don’t let it rest

Till the good is better

And the better is best

Find the center

Find a path

Navigate with caution

In the aftermath

Attract the positive

Look only for the good

Stand out from the shadows

Where you once stood

Be strong enough to know

When you relate in the pyre

Everything turns to ash

If you let it burn in the Fire