Opportunity is not hard to find

Send me an angel

I need some help to look over me

I’m weary and I’ve lost my way

I seek liberation lord set me free

My attachment is my bondage

My mind both troubled and conflicted

This might explain why

My better senses are evicted

This battle goes on inside me

Opposing forces will collide

Which force will I follow?

Which force will I hide?

The reason for a prayer

I just don’t have it all figured out

And even if I think I did

Am I certain I am free from any doubt?

I sometimes ask of the world

To give me a ray of hope

Opportunity is not hard to find

If I simply narrow my scope

DCG

Post realization lament

Why must we torture ourselves?

With guilt and shame?

The miracle of forgiveness

It is our upadana that we must tame

We can bond to our appetites

Or any maladaptive behavior

Be mindful of this truth

Or be mindful of your savior

We have the ability to overcome this suffering

Yet we fail to correctly act

Part of the human condition

Part of a natural fact

We are creatures of habit

Most people operate on the limbic system and react

It’s the higher neo-cortex

We must keep intact

Ancient wisdom or modern psychology

Where do you place your trust?

Which sources are accurate?

Which sources are just?

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

If we are pure in vision to see

An afterthought of reflection

Little did I know at the time of this transaction

As my luck would have it

I would be forever compromised in my satisfaction

In many cases of human bondage

Attachment is not always clear

Even more astonishing

We are the architects of our fear

The guardian angel

In our life there can be

Many chances to nullify

If we are pure in vision to see

DCG

Father Time is undefeated

Stuck in the past?

Lived a life already gone yet?

Again to relive?

What had taken so long to forget?

Can’t help it

Caught in this mess

Turning away only helps for a bit

But sooner or later

Gotta make good on your wit

Unprocessed trauma

Runs silent runs deep

Not much to discover

When it’s held in its keep

Father Time is undefeated

DCG

I didn’t think it could get much better

I didn’t think it could get much better

Never have I ever wanted something so much

The pleasure is now mine as I partake in this endeavor

Little did I know that I would use it as a crutch

After all these years I return to a state of bliss

But only for a moment as I forget this specious claim

It really does not satisfy my sensibilities

Never does it ever fill my heart for the sake of my name

We hypnotize ourselves into thinking what we would fancy

But how many times do we really just try to deceive?

Negotiating this battle using subtle mental gymnastics

It’s amazing how we trick ourselves into what we believe

It this what we teach the children?

Or is it something they teach us?

The purest minds will not objectify

And in this we can surely trust

Remove the silly objects that distract us from lethargy

Remove the temptation in vessels of our desire

Just look to the insatiable clenching fist in a jar

If one surrenders their grip, than only then you may acquire

DCG

 

 

If and when one learns

It pains me to say

I struggle with my family

All those years ago

All of that calamity

It haunts me today

To make peace I have tried

Reminders of the past come out when I interact

Reopen those wounds when I have cried

We must keep in measure

The way we communicate with one another

Deeds will pass from way back when

Yet they will continue to fester if we place blame on the other

We must find find a common narrative

Closure is needed to come to terms

Ones that we can agree upon

If and when one learns

…DCG

I Know I have to Heal

I choose to be happy

But I have much work to do

I have a damaged soul

Just between me and you

Traumatized in my childhood

I eventually outgrew and overcame

But if you don’t resolve the issues

They tend to come back to visit again and again

Ironically I cannot turn to the family

Since their influence is part of my shame

I know I have to heal

And depose this pain that comes out of my blame

DCG

Wallow in the Mire

Ask the right questions

Focus on the good

Knowing that you have been wronged

Won’t matter if this is understood

The best way forward

You must first find your stride

Following the affirmative

Let this be your guide

When you allow the cynical voices

To occupy your mind

You squelch any happiness

That you are willing if able to find

Wallow in the mire

Bespattered with wounded pith

If you remain there too long

A potential to overcome becomes myth

DCG