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

Don’t give up

Sometimes I feel defeated

I feel deflated and I feel down

When you lose any hope

It’s hard to make a rebound

If you can make any peace

With your self-doubt

If you remain steadfast

There is a chance you will not opt out

Don’t give up

Fight the fight

It may get tough

But you might sleep better at night

The more we acquiesce

The more we stop to try

The less we’ll have success

The more you’ll want to cry

Revere the enthusiastic

Remember the Greek

“The god within”

Reject what is meek

To become courageous

We should never rest

Until the good is better

And the better is best

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?

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DCG

How we act and how we think

With every new beginning

There comes with it an end

The resolution of a new day

A new day to make a new friend

With every hello

There is a goodbye

Another shoulder to place your head on

In a time to have a good cry

Acting on the law of attraction

Defines a life of affinity

How we act and how we think

Provides the mortar of possibility

DCG

Find some appreciation

Find some appreciation

In others that you disagree

Recognize similarities

Even if in small degree

We must be our own counsel

With our conversational fashion

Do not emotionalize an argument

Step back from your passion

To acknowledge another view

Is a skill all must learn

Only we decide what we think

And who’s trust we must earn

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

Woke Supremacy

Woke superiority

Western culture in decay

If you hate your country so much

Than why indeed do you stay?

You give up on any argument

You cannot support your views

You attack, censor, and intimidate

Subvert and control the biased news

The cult conspires around the cauldron

Shouting confections of misery and hate

Swearing allegiance to a philosophy

That cannot win any logical debate

The woke supremacy you tout

Avoids the predicates you create

In the court of public opinion

You capitalize on feelings, manipulate and conflate

You might ensnare the weak-minded

Rest assured of what you berate

The irony of the absurdity you follow

Is seeded in your fate

DCG

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

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

The court of suffering

Be thankful for your blessings

It does not matter who you are

The further we distance ourselves from happiness

The less we notice just indeed how far

A captive trance

Will take over our perception

It deceptively steals our senses

A rational mind is now in defection

Too often our hearts and minds stray

Too often we focus on our hurt

Why not rejoice for the positive?

Why do we not avert?

It is not our natural behavior

Therefore I think it is learned

If we put this into practice

Than the court of suffering is now adjourned

DCG