I have my flaws
I somehow understand yours
I look beyond the surface
I’m in the club of empathetic entrepreneurs
Is this my curse?
Not choosing well with whom I may fall?
We’ve crossed this line before
Look at that, oh what a squall
Despite what should be my better sense
I forgive and move on
Still I want to fill my heart
Wanting you by my side in the dawn
I’m asking the questions
That makes me look at my reality
What do I posit?
What makes me an enlistee?
I understand my vulnerability
I understand my strong features
I may not make the right play
But I’m certain I won’t be on the bleachers
There is something more I see
Than you are willing to let on
This is why I wait
This is why I fawn
Part of me knows this as fact
Part of me knows this dance
What will become of this?
My temptress of circumstance
In times we feel deeply
In times we know
A warning from one who has suffered
The severed ear of Vincent Van Gogh
Reach out to others
Cast out the demons you possess
Don’t be bedeviled by an inner voice
That drives you to aggress
We are creatures of habit
We have many opportunities to mend
Don’t throw away a life
If you are not willing to bend
The difference of opinion
We face on many fronts
Must be dealt with
But only one time we must confront
The danger of tyranny
The danger of misplaced trust
The danger of losing our liberty
Dispel the power that some people lust
Where is the accountability
If you think you have done no wrong?
Is it better to ignore our input rather than our need to belong?
Perhaps I beleaguer
Over the inconsequential?
Perhaps I easily consign to the mere existential?
Or is it just possible
I may wake and become a better me?
Manifesting a vast potential
If and only if I allow myself to see?
The key of captivity
Lies in the ability of the mind
Break the cycle of learned helplessness
Your freedom you will find
The fundamentals of illusion
Breed attachment and pain
When trapped in the problem
The solution we search for is in vain
Become the escape artist
Study the trap you are in
Visualize the possibilities
Become the Houdini and begin
The levels and degrees of servitude
We levy or subjugate
We mold our reality
Much of what we create
What is the sound of one hand clapping?
Teacher enticing student to see
Constructs in our minds
Can also be just folly
The statement below is false
The statement above is true
A liars paradox
The duck or the rabbit?
Wittgenstein would ask
Which will give way?
Which one will last?
The Zen koan, the Greek paradox, and Wittgenstein
All demonstrate a vantage point to see
Problems of human reasoning
All contingent on how we will be
I look for inspiration
If I let myself down
If I learn from others how to better myself
I won’t become the clown
Something is deeply etched upon me
And is realized inside my brain
A superego that takes this reckoning
It must escape the bane
I’m not sayin’ what works for me
Will also work for you
I’m only sayin’ that somehow for me
This seems for me to be true
We make inferences and we question
We experiment in our lives
We become philosophers and scientists
We cling to the edict that survives
Ethics should have a deep root
In everything that we do
Our treatment of other people
And of politics too
We have all been wronged
But there are many who don’t know why
Disassociate from yourself and others
The amoral have no need to lie
What happened to our culture and people?
A devil’s ego that lives within
Excludes themselves from others morality
This herein lies the sin
A destruction of family and values
An educational system designed to fail
America’s literacy rate of 17 percent
The proof in the pudding of this tale
The greatest threat to western society
When migrants do not assimilate
If they care not of liberty yet demand equality
There defines the cultural checkmate
So if these words reach you
Keep our values alive
Educate and teach to others
Enrich a life to survive
Sits on a hill
Built long ago
Are there memories that dwelleth still?
Much in disrepair
A family gone away
Leaves no laughter there
An owner spent money
Upgrades to a sorrowful house
Neither spending time with the children
Neither spending time with the spouse
This house was his castle
Attributing higher value to it than his kin
A bewitchment of the devil?
The misguided instruction from narcissistic whim?
The wares of our deception
Account for much of the blame
Whom will take any account?
Whom will take any shame?