That's life
Although it took me many years.
I did discover finally
that all my hopes and all my fears
combined together made me, me.
I am the man I am today
because of life experience
There really is no other way you
have to learn in self defence.
You must accept that life’s unfair.
All are not gifted equally
you can observe this everywhere.
But only if you choose to see.
We recognise reluctantly
although we pay lip service to
the idea of equality
It is not and cannot be true.
Fate deals the cards you have to play.
You have no choice but do your best
to move forward- day by day.
To prove your better than the rest.
You grasp each opportunity
To put your talents to good use
but some lack your ability.
What fate decrees they can’t refuse.
All are not gifted equally.
You can’t deny that this is true
if you look at it honestly
and that is all I ask from you.
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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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Consider the alternative For M'lady Chitra
I don’t regret that I am old.
When I look back I clearly see.
The things that fate chose to withhold
I had to accept finally.
When I look back I clearly see.
That all your dreams cannot come true.
I had to accept finally
you can’t argue with fate’s decree.
that all your dreams cannot come true.
Although perhaps you thought they would.
You can’t argue with fates decree
and fate decreed they never would.
It’s for the best that they did not
although perhaps you thought they would.
When I look back I clearly see
I don’t regret that I am old.
11-Jul-08
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Seize the day for grandaughter chitra
Seize the day
We rarely know how others feel
Because they are afraid to say
and think it wiser to conceal.
Emotions that they daren’t display.
Although they are attracted to
your looks and personality
The are afraid if the tell you
you may reject them completely.
So seize the opportunity
it may not ever come again.
Speak honestly and openly
you may lose less than what you gain.
Perhaps she feels the same way too.
Unless you speak you’ll never know.
She’s probably as scared as you
to let her inner feeling show.
What fate decrees will come to be.
Despite your lack of confidence.
I can tell you with certainty.
This has been my experience.
Say what you feel what can you lose?
Sometimes you have to take a chance.
A still tongues is of little use
when you are searching for romance,
26/04/2009
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Don't ask me
Sometimes I see though partially.
Like images through frosted glass.
Beyond control, sporadically
A foretaste of what is to come.
Sometimes reflections from the past.
Abilities which are not welcome.
A family trait inherited
an extra sensitivity
At times we see the way ahead.
But what we see we do not say.
Because we know we cannot change
future events in any way.
This is the cross we have to bear
the second sight can be a curse
to know but know we cannot share.
I would prefer that I was blind
Unable to see through the mists
.I feel that fate has been unkind.
To grant a talent I can’t use
It seems quite purposeless to me
If I had choice I would refuse.
I do not really want to see
what lies ahead for anyone.
What fate decrees will come to be.
I did not choose I was chosen
to inherit this ability
to see what lies beyond our ken.
My family is known to be
possessors of the second sight
but taught to use it sparingly.
I dare not share the things I see.
I can’t be sure I am correct
I will not share. So don’t ask me.
15/06/2009
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Wondering for M 'lady Tara
.
Today I saw a winsome Nun.
A negative in black and white.
I wondered if she had begun
to question if her choice was right.
And was she really positive
a life of prayer would satisfy
When she had so much more to give,
given the opportunity
Had her choice been freely made?
Or was she merely dutiful?
Had she been promised as a child?
It’s not at all unusual
to be denied the right to choose.
A subtle form of child abuse.
19-May-08
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It could happen to you.
He walks alone, she walks alone.
Each to the other one unknown.
She dreams of love, he dreams of love.
It seems at last the fates approve.
They met quite accidentally.
The time was right apparently
He smiles, she smiles and then they talk
and they agree to share their walk
She hopes that he, he hopes that she
enjoy each others company.
It seems they did for both agree
to walk together frequently.
He was alone, she was alone.
But now their loneliness has gone.
She has a friend, he has a friend.
It may well be that in the end
They’ll realise that it was meant.
Their meeting was no accident
But fate had planned it from the start
They were not meant to be apart.
And who are they to disagree.
What fate decrees must come to be.
She is content, he is content.
Each thinks the other heaven sent.
As well they might fate has the right
to interfere in love affairs.
Their future now is looking bright.
Fate brings together matching pairs.
Though he was shy and she was shy
Fate had decided they should be
a couple.No one can deny
that fate had matched them perfectly
He’s not alone, she’s not alone
Their friendship slowly ripening
into what they have never known.
As love insists on blossoming.
A daily walk for exercise.
They say is very good for you.
It may well be fate has a surprise
in store.You might find someone too.
Friday,04 December 2009
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Theology is not for me.
What I believe may not be true
Until I know it has to do.
My personal philosophy
Is based not on theology.
But on ideas I have aquired
thoughts my studies have inspired.
Ideas which aren’t unique to me
Which I have stolen probably.
Adopted would be more correct
Which I continue to collect.
From anywhere and everywhere.
To consider and compare
Eventually I hope to see
All men treated equally
I try to keep an open mind
about the strange things that I find.
That some established churches teach
that human souls must do to reach.
Perfection: Which I can’t accept.
Although I try to show respect.
To the beliefs that others hold.
I don’t believe all I was told.
By people in authority
Who had the task of teaching me.
What they believed quite honestly.
But had no proof to offer me.
I saw no point in argument.
But I withheld my agreement.
Although I listened patiently
It seemed quite obvious to me.
That what they taught made little sense
And silence was my best defence.
Saturday,27 August 2011
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Beyond Compare for MY Lady Irene
Thou art my love, as thou hast been.
Since first I set my eyes on thee.
The ruler of my heart, my Queen.
You are my liege I serve gladly.
The slightest wish is my command.
I will fulfil it if I can
Though thou dost clearly understand
I am no hero just a man.
A simple man and ordinary.
Whom thou hath bless’ed with thy trust
For this I serve thee willingly
My heart commands me that I must.
With thee I have found happiness
That I did not think could exist.
For thou and I togetherness.
Decreed by fate we can’t resist.
Thou art my love as I am thine.
Consenting partners equally.
A union born of love divine.
We are as we were meant to be.
Our fate was written long ago.
Our love will last eternally
and that is all we need to know.
What fate decrees must come to be.
27/08/2009
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I am still me.
I’m not the man I used to be
When in the first bloom of my youth.
Who had abundant energy
I must accept the awful truth.
As I grow old I realise.
I’m not the man I used to be
I have no choice but recognise.
I must conserve my energy.
It’s for the best quite probably.
I have to think before I act.
I’m not the man I used to be.
I can’t deny that simple fact.
I can do what I need to do
Though I must plan it carefully.
I am quite sure you feel it too.
I’m not the man I used to be.
Saturday,15 May 2010
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Divine protection?
Although we try, we can’t define the attributes of the divine
So most of us choose to accept what we are told; someone’s concept.
Is God a he? Is god a she, perhaps both simultaneously
Did God create the universe? Is curiosity our curse?
Is it right that we should fear god? I find this idea rather odd
It does not seem appropriate to live in fear the normal state.
Maybe God is a neutral source of power we can tap into
Though we are free to choose our course. Responsible for what we do
I do not know what I believe and I refuse to speculate
There’s nothing guessing will achieve I will not learn if I but wait.
Perchance we are collectively all tiny parts of one great whole
And will attain divinity, when we rejoin the over soul.
A theory you may reject and many will I must expect
alhough I say in its defence you must weigh up the evidence.
Consider what you have been taught, cast doubt on its validity
It may not be as you had thought, an absolute, a certainty.
The truth is that nobody knows. Because we aren’t intended to.
If we were wise we’d recognise some things are hidden from our eyes.
Because we could not comprehend the nature of divinity.
To suffering humanity God must remain a mystery.
17/06/2009
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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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Some things never change.
I do.
She said and so did I
We wed,
one Saturday in June.
We went
away on honeymoon.
A taste
of paradise for two.
We swore.
Each year we would renew.
The vows
we made when we were wed.
Today
though many years have flown.
We are
on honeymoon again
The kids
grown up and fled the nest.
Nothing
has changed we feel the same.
Our love
grew deeper day by day.
The same
hotel the same bedroom.
We had
reviving memories.
Although
We have raised a family.
We knew
all those years ago.
We would
return to paradise.
A dream
that would come true.
Today.
While watching the sun rise.
She said,
I love you so did I.
It’s true.
We were wiser than we knew.
When we
decided we should wed.
We two.
Were meant to be a pair.
Decreed
by fate: We still care.
The way
we did when we first wed.
She knows
its true and so do I.
Monday,15 March 2010
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Either or: both can't be true fpr Joe Poewhit
No one canprove that God exists.
No one can prove that God does not
and yet the arguments persists.
I do not know which view is true.
Nobody does apparently.
What you believe is true for you.
What I believe is true for me.
I think the evidence suggests
we should agree to disagree.
Accept the possibility
that either viewpoint could be true.
God could be fact or fantasy.
Why should we argue fruitlessly.
An argument no one can win.
God must remain a mystery,
Tuesday,22 December 2009
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Doubletalk for Friend Thad
I don’t accept coinicidence
although some things seem synchronised.
I can’t believe it is by chance.
Although I know my view defies.
What is accepted usually
by other folks who disagree.
The tend to look askance at me.
Regard my stance contemptuously
As they are quite entitled to.
Its only an hypothesis
I cannot prove that it is true.
But I would feel it most remiss
to deny synchronicity.
I’d see that as duplicity..
18-May-08
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A pinch of Salt
A title does not signify
you are in fact a gentleman.
Aristocrats can cheat and lie
as readily as any man.
alleged degrees don’t guarantee
that you possess intelligence
They can be purchased easily
by those who lack the common sense
To know that titles and degrees
although intended to impress.
Are counterfeit as currencies
which are in fact quite valueless.
You can’t expect to get respect
because you a titled man.
I see no reason to accept
your claim to be a gentleman.
Some people are fooled easily.
Accept your claims at face value
but some are wise enough to see
that what you claim may not be true.
A scholar and a gentleman
is not too hard to recognise.
I’m’ sure you will find that you can.
If you just use your ears and eyes.
Do not be fooled by their pretence.
The claims they cannot verify
Rely upon your common sense
The inner voice you can’t deny.
Why should you show them your respect.
They show but small respect for you.
Its wiser to be circumspect
until they prove their claims are true.
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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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Sunday morning Pests.
Two thousand years or so ago.
Three criminals were crucified.
And yet today we claim we know
One was the son of God and died.
We cannot prove that this true
there’s very little evidence.
But we are still expected to
give these stories full credence.
By word of mouth they were passed down.
Translated from old Aramaic.
They came from sources now unknown
Could they free from all mistake.
When they written finally
Although no doubt with good intent
Were they translated properly
or were they changed by accident.
By accident or purposely.
Perhaps a mixture of the two
To claim divine authority.
To me it simply will not do.
To tell me that I must believe.
What may or may not be true.
Is something which you won’t achieve.
There’s very little you can do.
I can’t accept on faith alone.
Until you can prove the things you teach.
are truths that stand up on their own.
Consider me beyond your reach.
Christianity could very easily
have flourished for a while and died.
It owes its popularity.
To information men supplied.
Who had some private axe to grind
Men who stood to benefit.
Perhaps you think I am unkind
that I can’t prove a word of it
I can’t deny that it is so
I don’t expect you to agree.
But I believe you do not know
The whole truth any more than me.
I can respect what that you believe
I do not find it difficult
But I’m not willing to receive
Indoctrination by some cult.
So please don’t knock upon my door
Attempting to convert me to your view
Because I’ve heard it all before
and I’ve got better things to do.
Than listen to the likes of you.
02/09/2009
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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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The teen age Myth
Adolescent anxiety
never really bothered me
When I was young there were no teens
Just men and boys no in betweens.
You started work when you left school
this was accepted as the rule.
The good old days or so they say
when things were done a different way
Teen agers were not invented then.
Perhaps its time to think again
Reintroduce some discipline
to whip the youngster into line.
Ignore the experts who advise
because they lack the expertise.
In raising children of their own
experience they’ve never known.
Adolescents of today
must learn there is no easy way.
They have to work to earn respect.
I am not sure but I suspect.
That most of you agree with me
that nothing in this life is free.
It’s our responsibility
to raise our children properly.
To teach them what they need to know
and yet allow them room to grow.
Though you may think I’m prejudiced
I have the right and I insist
That children should be taught values
before they’re old enough to choose.
To obey the rules or to refuse
After all what can we lose.
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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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