We are agents of our destiny

Dealing with adversity

We have to play our hand

When do we fold?

When will we make a stand?

The development of our character

Is not readily given

It is forged through our trials

And for those who do not readily give in

Most parents want what is best for their children

Just how will they prepare?

What behaviors will they model?

Which stories will they share?

For events we cannot control

It may be time for a prayer

I’ve never loved anything more deeply

Than my children who are all now grown

I can only pray they remain safe

As I reach out now over the telephone

We are agents of our destiny

Do we manifest what is returned?

And if this is true

Than what have we earned?

DCG

From whom shall we hide?

If you kneel at the alter of your sin

And bow down to the path of your destruction

Than you must eventually face

A self imposed abduction

How many of us

Compromised our common sense?

Subdue our better judgement?

Just what side do you stand on the fense?

If and when you awake

Upon self-realization

A chance for change

With self-indignation

Light eviscerates darkness

Forgiveness will always atone

The highest form of love

Is that we are never ever alone

My brother once told me

The universe will provide

To whom will we seek absolution?

From whom shall we hide?

,,,

DCG

Peel back the social veneers

Peel back the social veneers

You posit on media as real

Strip away these shiny objects

Aligning with how you want to feel

The picture of Dorian Grey

Is something most cannot see

It must be reconciled from within

Who wants to be a nobody?

Maybe an enhanced photo?

A status symbol revealed?

Boasting about a life event?

Not something you still want concealed

The problem is not what you show

The choices you make are yours

It defines much of your character

Just what happens behind closed doors?

DCG

When the pride in your belief

When the pride in your belief

Is stronger than the truth

Come Hell or high-water

The survey might say you’re long in the tooth

We may often conflate the issue

When it comes to hand

Indefensible arguments made simple

So one can understand

Do not be fooled by deflection

The premise will always remain

Don’t tread down a path of false narratives

Not unlike Crossfire Hurricane

History will not be suppressed

The information always comes out

Those once protected

Will whimper silently or they will fight and shout

The plan to save the world

The deep state now under attack

The people can now see the criminals

And yes the Patriots will double-back!

DCG

 

 

 

postscript:

Some may not understand me

I write fully awake

The sleeping giant is again upon us

The culture war is now at stake

 

 

 

Being mindful in the present

It’s funny when you remember

Mistakes that you have made

Moments with your past loved ones

As time moves on they usually fade

But sometimes in a dream

The mind will reflect

Reviewing the old memories

You now seem to neglect

Awaking to what is here and now

Can benefit you greatly

Being mindful in the present

We can extinguish “What have you done for me lately?”

DCG

Contrition

If we have no standard to live by

We become lost in our moral decay

Using slogans to stay hidden from others

Our sophistry now on display

The rules of our engagement

Will change from day to day

A special hell for those who are aware

An equal condemnation for the ignorant who betray

The temptation of misused ego

The lack of any self resolve

Will impune others to accountability

As our own souls indeed will devolve

DCG

It’s easier to blame society

It’s easier to blame society

Than to improve our own moral character

Some say that’s why we have laws

Some say that’s why we have a savior

The social justice warriors

Will often loudly protest

They see only the problems outside of them

What problems in their character will they profess?

The character of a social network

Begins with the character of the individual

Only for the pragmatic

This is a first principle

How you look upon the world

Gives you a prism for what you see

Only you must decide how to act

Only you must decide how to be

DCG

Without any moral compass

You’ll never really know

How and when your life is gonna change

Until you reach a point

That you’ll never be able to exchange

The actions we define

Living words of our poetic tale

Are told to us in memory

Remembered before our last exhale

If we continue to live a life

Without any self reflection

Ignoring any signs

That present themselves upon our inspection

Changing the course we set

Without any moral compass

Will likely result in the ambiguity

This misguided group is our alumnus

DCG