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KING KONG KRAZY
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Rudeness is a weapon
A dramatic show of agitated threat
To disguise the lack of intellectual skills
They resort to a display like a gorilla beating his chest
Hoping to win by intimidation what they can not honestly come by
Using information and negotiation
This display of aggression has no traction in society
Where manners and mores are the grease that lets the wheels of progress
Turn, baby, turn
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DESPAIR NOT
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Goodness can use evil
For the ultimate purpose of good
Goodness can not be contained nor stopped
But evil has an expiration date
Wickedness is unsustainable
While goodness, found in so many hearts
Lives forever, is the very fabric of society
Evil is trampled underfoot
While goodness rises on the wings of an eagle
And blesses each moment with liberty and kindness
For all
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BOB BOB BOBBING
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Spring, spring - What will it bring?
It could be about anything
Snow or a heat wave, rain or drought
We must wait to see
How this spring plays out
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I have Spring in my heart
A spring in my step
This could be
The very best Spring yet
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I first saw one robin
Then the whole flock
All is working flawlessly
On our Mother's clock
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PLAN B
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The vulnerabilities of a system become obvious
When there is a failure - sometimes a catastrophic failure
Of the current system
So if you have failed, even spectacularly
Over a long time
YOU ARE NOT THE FAILURE
The system might have failed
Perhaps a flawed system, perhaps misdirected efforts
On our part, based on the information available
At that particular point in time
There is a weak point in any plan
Which can be analyzed and fixed
As long as you don't become the failure
You can become the fixer and overhaul the thing
Or put it in the round file
A new path to success always opens up
For the resilient one
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KNOWLEDGE IS POWER
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Nobody wants to be the fly in the ointment
The traffic jam on the highway of life
The pimple on the ass of progress
We mostly go along to get along
Preferring to not rock the boat and make waves
Until
A real and credible threat
Rears it's ugly unconstitutional head
Then we are prepared to stand up
And use every tool we can muster
Oh we might look like ordinary citizens
Going about our daily routines
In our chest beats the heart of a Patriot
We are a hidden militia, hidden in plain sight
We will not give up our rights without a fight
If we must take to the streets we will - to express
Our dissatisfaction with government actions
We hold these truths dear to our hearts and mind
Together
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GRATITUDE/ ATTITUDE/ PLATITUDE
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"This could work to your advantage"
I say to encourage myself
When events take a sudden turn
"No one can foretell the future"
I reassure myself when things look alarming
"Every cloud has a silver lining"
Words like a clapperless bell, but I repeat them anyway
"Where there's life there's hope"
This is embroidered over the heart
Of the ragged teddy bear of philosophy
I drag along behind me everywhere I go
A teddy bear named "All Is Not Lost"
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HERE COMES THE SUN
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When Ego pays us a visit
Everything must go their way
Because they have Main Character Syndrome
They are the star of the play
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Just when you start to get sick of them
You've had about all you can take
They can steer you off the course of reality
Because everything about them is fake
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It is best not to confront Ego
Best to just smile and nod
Until you can escape their orbit
Even if elsewhere is flawed
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It is still better than being a hostage
When the ego's agenda is done
Then suddenly everything's brighter
Cause they have stopped blocking the Sun
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The Sun, the actual main character
Shines warmly on you and on me
It is a wonderful equality teacher
And always the sunlight is free
