It’s a bitter pill to swallow

It’s a bitter pill to swallow

My Johari window is open for me to see

A glimpse of my reality

What are the chances I will change how I’ll be?

It’s hard to perceive your self correctly

In the shadow of your own ego

The defenses we erect to protect us

Are hidden deep and will seldom ever show

Personal objectivity is a utopian concept

Yet it is still a celebrated goal

It takes great effort and great discipline

For us to master the soul

The commoner or the sage

All have fortuitous opportunities

Align with what you value

Align with no disunities

Authenticity carries heavy weight

How we act is subject to review

To improve upon your character

Is clearly something we should pursue

DCG

Self-Reflection

Self-Reflection

The razors edge

To better myself

I’ve made this pledge

The search to improve myself

On the lessons of my life lived

Can benefit me

On the perspective that it gives

Yet I’m chasing a ghost

When I dwell on the past

I no longer serve myself

As the cost is vast

You heal from wounds

Not by attaching to the grief

Reliving a memory over and over again

There is no relief

One must move forward

I must create a new me

Build upon a new foundation

On how I intend to be

DCG

If I differ you will Lambast

My reasoning is compromised

I’ve lost my common sense

I seldom think for myself

My feckless education is my defense

Born into the nanny State

With no incentive to earn

I’m persuaded by others

To feel the Bern

We are not individuals

We must join the collective

Some people tell me this is wrong

Just what is the objective?

You control a population

The cult of a demography

That seduces your perception

Subverting your advocacy

If I don’t adopt this philosophy

I just may be an outcast

Who are you to tell me?

If I differ you will lambast

DCG

Understanding this equation

W. Somerset Maugham’s Larry Darrell – The Razor’s Edge

Steven Spielberg’s Saving Private Ryan

Two characters, two world wars

Changed their lives forever in the face of dyin’

The awakening of human spirit

We are beings of frequency ready to receive

We are also responsible and capable

For what we shall perceive

Be you on a pilgrimage of ignorance

Or on a pilgrimage of awakening

We calibrate our receptivity

We calibrate our enabling

Opportunities are yours

For those capable to see

Understanding this equation

Is a fundamental key

DCG

As we must also Referee

Dark secrets of a family

Never willing to share

Bitter old man reminisces

Beholden to pride he doesn’t seem to care

The trait of a family

That never relinquishes the pain

Spawns a generation

Only understood by the arcane

Transactions of a lifetime

Tallied up on the abacus of circumstance

Modeled for a pedigree

A dominion over chance

The rebellious will break the cycle

That runs along family lines

Rejecting all of their disputes

That you may often see no direct signs

The residuum of our consequence

Is up for us to see

How we shall play this game

As we must also referee

DCG

Intend to become Professed

A life with the good and the bad

Forgive that which is broken

We must take all into account

Censure that which is unspoken

Awaken from your slumber

Another day is here

Get on with the work

There is nothing to fear

Learn to take control

Choose that which is best

Do not repeat the past

If indeed you want to attest

Break from the prison

From which you are in

Don’t relive the life gone by

The intellectual shackles from where you’ve been

The struggle is real

Learn from your unrest

Deliver yourself from disinterest

Intend to become professed

DCG

A Simple Act of Kindness

A simple act of kindness

Can touch a heart and a mind

Sometimes we don’t appreciate

That we are all intertwined

The day we stop caring

The day we disassociate

Another inclement juncture

Another bitter one to negotiate

A warming disposition

A heartfelt devotion

Fills a receptive vessel

The cause for harmonic emotion

The golden rule

Manifest and create

Pay it forward

Don’t hesitate

Inertia with distinction

Can change activity

To pass along one’s good fortune

Increases our mutual conductivity

Think back to a time

When you received a merciful hand

What were the circumstances?

Did you escape the quicksand?

DCG

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Why don’t we find any common ground?

We look at each other

The differences are all we see

No reason to find common ground

In resistance you rarely agree

Our sources of information

Compromised beyond trust

Yet little do we realize

We are unwilling to adjust

We stop questioning our beliefs

We don’t put our reasoning to test

Much easier to criticize another point of view

Than to examine our own by request

If we distillate what we both value

Chances are we are likely to see

A vanishing objection of reason

And it is only in policy that which we disagree

DCG

However you Calculate

What is sloth?

What is feckless?

Not Wei Wu Wei

As only this idea is not reckless

Knowing a behavior is wrong

Yet you still ignore it and do

Does not cancel the idea

That you know is true

Maybe it is the fear

That prevents you from proper action

Maybe it is habit

That spurs on this protraction

However you calculate

However you sum

You’ll probably not change

Until you’ve begun

DCG

It’s not quite clear

Sometimes we must tolerate

The ill-mannered, the ignorant, and the fool

Fortuitously or by practice

Beware the many that do not know the golden rule

The thing about tolerance

When it deals with our pain

We will tend to suffer

Whilst we still often complain

Is it a maladaptive behavior?

Or are we just austere?

With the folly of our being

It’s not quite clear

DCG