The Forgiveness of Folly

We tread in place around our world

Not paying attention to our behavior

Yet we continue to cast judgement on those around us

Who are we…a savior?

Losing focus on our manner

We just might play by the selfish rule

Looking to get what’s ours

Who do we really befool?

Hard lessons must be learned

Before the behaviors get set and gel

By example we must lead

By example we must dispel

We prompt up each other

We support our creed

As we can fail each other

If we look only to our own need

The seduction of attention

Is a very curious thing

It can profoundly change us

Lead us to self-worshiping

I know of my folly

I have spent time on this road

It doesn’t get us any further

This is what I forebode

To be honest

We must see not our differences but our similarities

To recognize the landscape

To recognize the solidarity

Many factions will not agree

Many factions are bereft

Look to the Roman Emperors

Murdered by the Senate or Praetorian Guard’s Cleft

History often repeats

Many people are still much the same

Despite new rules and new societies

Many still operate under this peculiar game

When will we grow up?

How many more centuries will it take?

Forgive us our misdirected energies

Forgive us our folly that we forsake

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DCG

Paid my Dues

Paid my dues

No one owed me anything

Earned my way

Maybe sometimes under the angels wing

I roll with the punches

Don’t always get what I want

But when it comes down to it

Do or die on with the hunt

Don’t know if you can teach this

Don’t know when I was taught

Boils down to character I guess

Either gifted or sought

But let’s be honest

I’ve tumbled many times with scars still there

I pray to be humble

Not too salty

When balanced I’m aware

The darkest of times

Lies not in the absence of light

But in the absence of faith

Thinking there will never ever be any cessation of night

Call it a miracle

Call it chance

Swear into the wind

Or stay in a trance

Become the person

Your past self will appreciate

Inspire by beating adversity

Get on with the Chase

Love conquers all

See with your heart

Heal the wounds

Make a new start

DCG

Police Car One-Zero-Nine

Message in a bottle

Sending out an SOS

Perplexity for Felix

His identity has become detached

Aligning himself with poor choices

Police car one-zero-nine now dispatched

Pent up feelings

Will never cease to rest

Boiling water turns to steam

The heat will burn when this vapor is expressed

Ticking time bomb

The clock tick’s away

Part of the human condition

Tick-Tock; what more do I need to say?

Our capacity for emotion

Great love or great hate

The worst kind of human experience

Apathy eradicates human fate

Both the heart and mind must guide you

Especially of what you feel

The wisdom of this harmony

Is precisely in its appeal


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

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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

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DCG

In a World Full of Sorrow

In a world full of sorrow

Think of these things

when someone thought of you first

Sharing laughter

The kindness that it can bring

In a world full of sorrow

Raise yourself up to see

Recognize the potential for goodness

In all of us to be

In the law of attraction

A conversion of energy

Positive frequency aligns the soul

Aligns with positive identity

Blind Master Po points to the grasshopper at Cain’s feet

Cain says master how is it that you can see?

Master po says how is it that you cannot?

Where is your sensibility?

In a world full of sorrow

The burdens are too easily seen

We must change our orientation

Cleanse the spirit keep it clean

Cling not to heartache

It will give you pain

And with reflection

You will relive it again and again

In a world full of sorrow

Understanding is key

Embrace only the positive

And not calamity

Emotional pain can be a teacher

We can learn humility

Attach and become sorrowful

Or learn empathy

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DCG

The Dawn of Humanity’s Twilight

City is burning

Embers fall throughout the night

Burnt ashes of a homestead

Human flesh fertilizes soil after it sails through the air on its flight

Who has the authority?

Who has the right?

Machiavelli in The Prince

Endorsed it from his sight

The imposition of law

Governance to make things right

Can still manipulate the laws

And still make us fight

As in a society

A military uses its might

So does a single person

wronging another out of spite

An eye for an eye

The two wrongs that don’t make a right

Only love can conquer the world

Not a soldier and his smite

Whosoever dwelith in this world

Look back and use your hindsight

If we continue on this path

Till be the dawn of humanity’s twilight

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DCG

Divide and Conquer 


Johnny can’t read

Sister Eve is autistic

Growing up with entitlements

Have we now become masochistic?

Put a stop to these despots

Before we fall too far under control

Remember Orwell’s boot in the face

Was also on his patrol

Weaponized society

With anger and fear

Inequality and bigotry as the narrative

Logic soon disappears

Listen to the liars

Over and over again

Repeating begats believing

Adults like children

Continue to pretend

The trouble with a population

That will be torn up from within

If you continue to fight amongst each other

How soon the end will begin

Beat up ourselves

Not knowing the Masters pulling the strings

So keep your eyes on the ball

Do not fight over nonsensical things

Ask a Buddhist

How to be clear

They will give you an eight fold path

One that is real- one that is sincere

Ask a Scientologist

How to be clear

They will give you a lifelong membership

With the price tag only a cult member will endear

The feeble-minded members

The majority of the masses

The weakest link of the chain

In the chain of all the classes

Daddy please tell me

Did you fight for liberty?

No little girl

I fought for climate change and the Paris agreement

I spent all my time in this tirelessly

Nonsense is nonsense

To not see is foolish, I’d hope you’d agree

The corruption of public office

Our forefathers did foresee

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DCG

The Camouflage of Ego


The stories in my life

We reminisce driving down memory lane

The house we grew up in

Sometimes causes me bane

King of the neighborhood

I command all that I survey

Once smoked pot at that guys house

Once had a girl in that one and got laid

We measure looking backwards on how we might have been

Nostalgia distorts reality

Think you have a perfect memory

Bet some friends will disagree

Funny how we paint

With broad strokes on our canvass

Memories that are more forgiving

Selecting ones that take fewer chances

So we continue to repeat

This remembrance now faded

Pointing to the parts

That we’ve embellished and paraded

This process we use

On how we express

Accurate or not

It’s not really what we’ve done, but rather how we confess

Master and commander

Our pride on sentry

Telling our tales

In line with our gentry

Talk it up kids

Tell us of those deeds

The camouflage of ego

Will rarely ever concede

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DCG

A Foundation for the Subdued: An Ethics Fable

Honesty

A hard notion to share

When you look at yourself

Even harder to square

When we have skill to discern others

We become adept when we look about

The trouble with this activity

When we peer within ourselves we tend to hideout

The fear of rejection

The worry of disquietude

The dismay of our failures

A foundation for the subdued

Clever is the Captain

Take the helm and lead

Using the Sextant to navigate

Never inclined to secede

The problems of holding back

We impede a possible instruction

Without others as an audience

We avoid finding any obstruction

The temerity of our influence

Upon the golden mean we impose

Whereupon lies the answer

In the delivery of what we chose

Break not away from truthfulness

Cast not your pearls before swine

But to this I will implore you

Be honest and draw a straight line

 


DCG