BAD SAMARITANS

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BAD SAMARITANS

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A car might be zipping along the highway

Careful as careful can be

When suddenly an accident erupts

Cars ricochet off each other crazily

Spinning, a car flips on its side

Modern airbags prevent injury but the occupants are dazed

In a split second everything has changed

Others, seeing this mess unfold, pull their cars over

Run towards the flipped car, climbing up and over the wreck

To get the people inside out of the car because it might catch fire

Some of the running people are there to help, 

Perhaps they have medical knowledge or are first responders

But some of the running people want to get there first

Not to help the crash victims but to help themselves

To any assets, a wallet, a purse, a cell phone that they can get their hands on

There are two kinds of people, my friend, that show up at an emergency

The Helpers and the Skells, who each have their own agenda

So keep an eye on those who act like they only want to help

They might be trying to take advantage of a chaotic moment 

Because they thrive on chaos, turmoil and confusion

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BLOWN OFF COURSE

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BLOWN OFF COURSE

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What do you do when you see they are drifting away?

When they become less and less until they are mere dots

On the distant horizon

You hope they will change course, head back to you

They are too far out to hear you

Too far away to see you waving

You must build a lighthouse with a beacon

That shines day and night like a candle of hope

You can send them wishes for calm seas, safe adventures, fair weather

They might turn back around to the sheltering harbor you have prepared

A clean well supplied harbor named Welcome Home Wanderer

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WASH RINSE REPEAT

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WASH, RINSE, REPEAT

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I made some mistakes yesterday

Back when I was younger and less informed

Today I am older and wiser

I will not make yesterday's mistakes

I will come up with new ones today

And continue my education in how to spend

My day profitably and prophetably, I predict

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DECLARATION OF PEACEFUL INTENT

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DECLARATION OF PEACEFUL INTENT

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We will not be provoked by the provokers

The angry words of people angry beyond all reason

We will not be insulted by the rude and insensitive

Nor outraged by outrageous lies and slander

All these tactics are meant to prove that everyone

Is an insensitive bully just like them

That we are no better than they are

That we live in a world where the biggest meanest dog

With the loudest bark is somehow the leader

A dog eat dog world of unpleasantness

And vicious squabbles

But many of us are not snarling curs

We are intelligent people of reason and goodwill

We will walk past furious nasty purple faced noisemakers

The grapes of wrath 

As we would walk past an enclosure that contains a rabid dog

Because we are off to have a nice day as their barking fades in the distance

With like-minded others of good hearts and courage

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V IS FOR VOICE

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V IS FOR VOICE

Some Americans are very outspoken

They are all up in your face

Many Americans are more laid back

They think of riots as a disgrace

Whichever kind of American you might be

I think it is important to note

Americans care how America goes

Quiet or riot, they will vote

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A SINGLE STEP

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A SINGLE STEP

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Today is not the day to give up

Because today you will learn something amazing about yourself

If you keep going, keep chipping away at it

Shoo away discouraging words

Breathe in determination, exhale doubts and worry

Because just for today

You simply refuse to give up

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NO TRESPASSING

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NO TRESPASSING

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Where there are boundaries there will be trespassers

Some blunder in by mistake and leave apologetically when they realize their error

But some are clever people who live by their own morals

And think they are the exception to your rules

The main thing they need to understand is that

They can't be here where you are

If they won't leave you alone then you must leave them alone

Utterly

Do not engage with thought, word or deed

They are gone baby gone

With not a snowball's chance in hell of being welcomed back

We can't wear "No Trespassing" signs around our necks

So we must have an inner bouncer, a guard

Patrolling the perimeters, on that wall day and night

Keeping the dignity and peace of your kingdom

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