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Absolute truth.

We die a little every day.
Commencing with our first drawn breath.
It's what we learn along the way.
Prepares us to accept that Death.

Is not the end though we don't know.
What happens when we cease to breathe
Or where we are supposed to go.
Why is it that we choose to grieve?

When a loved one goes on ahead.
Perhaps we ought to celebrate
that they are free, but choose instead
To weep and wail and rail at fate.

When I die don't cry for me.
Instead be glad that I broke free.
You can be sure you'll follow me
As all must die eventually.

No one escapes this world alive
There's nothing we can do or say.
No matter how hard we may strive.
To alter this in any way.

Sunday,12 February 2012
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It was not my fault.

I do not think fate deserves blame
For choices which we freely made.
There are no fixed rules in life's game
We have to learn from each mistake.

Sometimes we win sometimes we lose.
The choice we make may prove correct
The course of action which we choose.
May bring success. though I suspect

That when we lose we choose to blame
A cruel fate because we fail.
But we take credit just the same
when we succeed.We do not wail.

Instead we boast of our prowess.
We do not credit kindly fate.
With guiding us towards success.
Though it might be appropriate.

Instead we are very quick to blame
Fate for the times we don't succeed
She does not treat us all the same.
At least on that we are agreed.

Thursday,23 February 2012
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Freedom of choice.

I see God as a neutral force.
A universal power source,
which everyone has access to.
To do the things they choose to do.
It can be used for good or ill
according to the users will.
But like any power source
there’ll be a price to pay of course.
Be very careful how you use
The power that you’re free to choose.
It’s your responsibility.
You cannot claim to be blame free
For what you freely chose to do.
You’ll foot the bill when it falls due.

Sunday,27 February 2011
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I am that I am for C.P.Sharma

I speak to those who choose to hear
To those who choose to see, appear
If you believe you will perceive
if you accept you will receive.
The blessings that I offer you
and in return I ask you to.
Attempt to love your fellow man.
It is not easy but you can
What does it matter black or white
all men are equal in my sight.
You have free will and you must choose
to listen to me or refuse
Be still and let the silence speak.
I am that for which all men seek

23-Dec-08

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Free Thinker.

I don’t believe the world we see could happen accidentally.
Considered scientifically the evidence convinces me.
There has to be some master plan, some power which is greater than anything conceived by man. Which I believe because I can
think independently. Refuse to follow slavishly
the ideas which are currently accepted by humanity.
Though different creeds hold different views from a man is free to choose.
I am entitled to refuse. After all what can I lose?
I can accept that I might be completely wrong quite possibly.
But I believe that I am free to reject theology.
Though warring creeds have every right to see it as a sacred rite
Freedom to worship as they choose. I can respect their different views.
That does not mean I must agree. I tolerate quite easily
and all I ask their respect. I ‘m not a fool I don’t expect
they will relinquish bigotry and cease to try to convert me.
I don’t belong to any creed Because I can’t see any need.
I think that god created me and gave me the ability
To use my brain to think things through and that is what I choose to do
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Tuesday,11 May 2010.
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A simple man.

I am not a Christian
Nor a Muslim or a Jew
I am just a simple man.
Who has a different point of view.

I can't believe the fairy tales.
Which I was taught in my youth.
Because the evidence fails
to convince me of their truth.

I am prepared to listen to.
What you believe with due respect.
But I expect respect from you.
Though you're entitled to reject.

What I believe as being false.
A matter of selection
I dance a jig you choose to waltz.
A different dance for everyone.

Sunday,12 February 2012
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A different song for Friend Howard

Highways, byways and motorways
are very much the same to me.
I much prefer the bridle ways
Those quiet lanes are traffic free.

I care not where the path may lead.
I stroll along at my own pace.
I’m free from any need for speed
I am quite happy to retrace

my steps. Should I mistake
the path I follow get it wrong
What does it matter if I take?
a shortcut which proves to be long.

I opted out of life’s rat race.
I am at no mans beck and call
I choose my way and choose my pace
and don’t regret my choice at all.

I live my life free from all stress
I only have myself to please.
No time constraints to cause distress.
I freed myself from that disease.

Time does not matter not to me
I thought it did but I was wrong.
At last I am completely free
To listen to a different song.

14-Nov-08

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Too good to be true?

Sometimes it’s wise to hesitate
And choose to look before you leap.
There is no point in tempting fate.
You may just find the price too steep.
There’s no such thing as a free lunch
there never was nor will there be
So pay attention to your hunch.
Examine very carefully.
What lies behind the proffered deal
The hidden hooks to catch you out
What do the honeyed words conceal?
They will be hooks without a doubt.
You are far too wise to believe.
The scams which fool the more naïve.

Sunday,29 January 2012
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The only Way to go.

Some choose to grow old quietly
but others take a different view.
They chose to live disgracefully.

Why should you give up having fun.
Because you’ve reached a certain age.
There are still things you haven’t done.

You want to do before you die
Though your time may be limited.
You see no reason not to try

To make your madcap dreams come true.
Why should you sit and vegetate
as other folks expect you to.

You are the captain of your fate.
So you can do what you want to.
Tomorrow may be far too late.

So do it now immediately.
Regardless of the consequence.
What does it matter anyway?

Society may not agree.
You have the right to your own view
Choose to act disgracefully.

You’ll find that life is much more fun
than sitting watching the T.V.
Show the world you’re still someone

Seize every opportunity
that life’s prepared to offer you.
To shock your neighbours thoroughly.

They choose to sit and wait to die.
You choose to do the opposite.
You won’t surrender easily/

But fight until your final breath
because it is your nature to
Although you know you can’t beat death.

You know that one day you must die
but until then you choose to live
Just as you wish disgracefully.

01/09/09
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I can.

Inverted hexaduadad.

I can
choose to be a man.
Stand tall upon my own two feet
Or to retreat.
The choice is up to me.
Though not quite free
I can’t refuse
I am compelled to choose.
What shall I do.
I will not change my view
I will be the best man
I can.

Saturday,10 July 2010
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Que Sera, Sera for M lady Ann Beard

Sometimes I see beyond the veil
As through a frosted window pane.
I try my best to no avail.
The vision fades, won’t come again.
I can’t control it purposively
that is beyond my meagre skill.
Although I see what is to be.
I cannot choose to see at will.
Sometimes I know but dare not say.
Someone is facing tragedy,
I hold my tongues as is my way.
Although I suffer silently.
I cannot alter Fate’s decree.
That which I see must come to be.

14-May-08

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Lady in waiting.2011

I live alone, my family
and all my friends are long since gone.
There’s no one left who cares for me.
Others have problems of their own.
I’ve had my share of happiness
and known the depths of misery.
My life now seems to matter less.
So I am waiting patiently.
For death to come and set me free.
Each night I pray I will not wake..
I think that death’s forgotten me
just overlooked me by mistake.
I’d welcome death quite happily
but even deaths abandoned me.

Friday,18 February 2011
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I am my own man for Jt Ellison

They say I’m mad but I don’t care
It’s merely eccentricity
If I was poor I would be mad
but I am not which makes me glad

I have my own psychiatrist
He thinks he knows much more than me.
He has delusions which persist
Which I encourage quietly.

So he advances theories
meant to explain what makes me tick.
Tries to diagnose some disease.
He cannot see I am not sick.

I did not choose to be a clone
accept opinions tailor made
He is a fool he should have known
That I would see through his charade.

I am not mad just different.
Simply because I choose to be
I go my own way quite content
Proud of my eccentricity.

12-Oct-08

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A matter of opinion.

Some people say I am perverse
because I choose to write in verse.
The kind of stories I compose.
They think I ought to write in prose.

They have the right to I suppose.
But I won’t do as they propose.
I much prefer to write in verse
Because I think there’s nothing worse

Than badly written boring prose.
That is the reason why I chose.
To concentrate on rhyming verse.
I see no reason to reverse.

My original decision
to conform to your opinion.
I do not choose to write in prose
I am convinced that I would lose.

My rhyming capability
reducing my ability.
To write my words spontaneously.
I don’t expect you to agree.

Although I am compelled to write.
You’re free to exercise your right
To read or not as you choose to.
Though I confess I hope you do.

I know I can’t please everyone.
That is something that can’t be done
By any writer though they try
A truth no writer can deny.

Your comments are of interest
they spur me on to do my best.
We can agree to disagree
on which is best quite easily.

A poet must choose poetry.
But other writers are quite free.
to share their thoughts written in prose
Because they choose to I suppose.

If you should doubt my competence.
I will not choose to take offence.
You are entitled to your view
Please remember I am too

Sunday,02 May 2010
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Misperception?

Misperception.

The silence of the night; profound.
Is broken by a dismal sound.
The tolling of a single bell.
The sad, sad sound of the death knell.
Another soul has broken free
From this sad world of misery.
Now journeying towards the light
Rejoicing in the power of flight.
But we who have been left behind
to seek what solace we can find.
Weep bitter tears which may relieve
The pain of loss but I believe.
We should not weep but celebrate.
The dear departed’s change of state.

Thursday,22 December 2011
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Fare you well

Fly free proud spirit on your way.
Towards the truth you sought to find,
No need to tarry or delay.
You know I’ll follow on behind.

The bonds of love death cannot break
For love will last eternally.
We’ll meet again make no mistake.
I will rejoin you presently.

We’ve lived and loved and died before.
I have no doubt we will again.
Each life we learn a little more
although each parting is a pain.

With my blessings go your way
until my call comes I must stay.

22/04/2009
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Fixed routine.

I always choose to take this way
This quiet path leads to my door,
Today as every other day.

I have no fear that I may stray.
I see no reason to explore.
I always choose to take this way.

Here sun and shadow interplay
Creating shapes not seen before.
Today as every other day.

The song thrush sings his roundelay.
I feel my jaded spirits soar
I always choose to take this way.

Though I could choose another way
I am aware of two or more.
Today as every other day.

It adds some pleasure to my day
a feeling I have known before.
I always choose to take this way
Today as every other day.

Wednesday,10 November 2010
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I am a man!

I am a man full grown.
I have the right to choose
To make my way alone
What have I got to lose? .

If I refuse to do
as you expect me to.
I owe nothing to you

I will choose my own way.
Today and every day

I am man, my own man

Friday,05 March 2010
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Self determination

I heard the bullets ricochet
and prayed that none would come my way
We were deployed to keep the peace,
but sneak attacks will never cease.
Until the general populace
decide that they will put in place
Their own laws which will guarantee
to everyone equality.
We can’t impose democracy
by force of arms. It’s clear to see.
The people have the right to choose
what they accept or they refuse.
What right have we to interfere
It’s plain we are not wanted here.

2-May-08

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Insanity Rules

Slip loose the moorings of your mind.
Freely embrace insanity
it’s freedom of a different kind
from mere eccentricity.
Once you have been certified
they don’t expect normality
You basic needs will be supplied
accommodation is rent free.
No need to rise unless you choose.
You have no need to earn your keep.
No knotty problems to confuse
your mind, which might disturb your sleep..
So why not choose to be insane.
You will lose less than you can gain.

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It makes no sense.

A dog goes mad and is destroyed
A danger to society.
Why do we strive to avoid
the use of the death penalty.

Why do we pay to keep alive
a madman that we cannot cure.
It seems unjust he should survive
His victims didn’t that’s for sure

There is no cure for his disease
No chance at all he will be freed,
no way that he can earn release
He should be put down humanely

Why should he live in luxury?
with all mod cons provided free.

Saturday,05 December 2009
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