If it is what it is,
Then what is it?
Because, it’s not the story you’ve fed.
Yours lacks context;
A limited view;
Just a rant that you have in your head.
Category: Rant Less
It’s ok
I Don’t speak to you
The way you-do me.
You’ve the mouth of a sailor
If not worse than he.
I’ve learned to expect it,
But not to accept it.
Your words do not cut as you’d wish.
Your mouth casts the hook.
Your words are the bait,
But I-am too-wise a-fish.
What’s Your Story?
Your way’s not wrong.
It’s just not for me.
Perspective’s what’s different;
What we choose to see.
And, I see it as choice;
How we choose to react.
What we do with emotion,
When we think we’re attacked.
Means we all feed a story:
What is Our Place?
What is the pull?
What is your pace?
Beautiful Life. Together.
The chance to really see,
You see?
That’s what life’s all about.
You’ve seen it in your own ways.
Within you seeds of doubt.
Bent or broken,
All the same.
It’s all right here for WE.
There’s more to life
Than you and me,
TOGETHER we-will SEE.
Response
When you least suspect it…
It can be hectic
Cause you didn’t expect it,
But you gotta accept it,
For what it is.
So, what is it?
What happened?
How are you effected?
Have you elected to react?
Were you attacked?
The way it was has changed?
The future, you were wanting, rearranged?
So, where do you go from here?
Do you know who you are?
Are you identified by things?
Your value changed by what life brings, or doesn’t?
Words of Wisdom
Stand-tall and smile,
With your shoulders back.
You’re right-where you-should-be.
There’s nothing you lack.
You have what you need.
You have more than enough.
Life’s not about fair.
It’s supposed to be tough.
So make the most
Of who you are,
And challenge yourself
To keep raising your bar.
Get with positive thinking;
Belief that you can;
Belief that you’re Great,
And a part of God’s plan.
You are his light,
And made to shine bright
It comes from within,
And it is your right.
Not reserved for a few;
We’re all made this-way.
So, don’t allow others
To ruin your day.
Decide here and now
To move forward as whole,
And to let go of the things
That have taken a toll.
Quite Simply
Seems to me,
You speak from your ass.
I’d rather not listen.
I’m just gunna pass.
I wish you well,
But I’m on my way.
You’d be wasting my time,
Which is why I won’t stay.
