Why Things Happen

Things don’t just happen
There’s a reason for it all.
A universal map exists
In which each of our paths fall.

Matter not that it took billions
Of years for mankind to form.
Each one of man’s millions
Has his idiosyncratic norms.

Whether there’s just one creator
Or an omnipotent, omniscient force,
Some day sooner or later
There’ll be union with this source.

Then why things happened the way
They did will be known, but too late
To change things where we had a say
Versus no choice about our fate.

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Lenses

Straining through spectacles, it’s usually difficult to see
Where subordinate clauses and dangling participles might be.

Armed with contact lenses: one distance, the other for reading
Overcomes a family tree’s seeming lack of visual breeding.

There’s the surgeon’s knife with its magical, momentary slice
That restores an optical world like those of sugar and spice.

Whether operation or not, the most precious lenses one finds
Are those that never suffer the distortions of tormented minds.

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That Merciless Clock

Those hands never cease.
They batter body and mind
And seem to increase
Leaving wreckage behind.
They accelerate in every way,
Exacting ever more painful pay
For abuses of a younger day.

Constantly those arms flail greedily,
Consuming a little more of me.
Their march to the right seems wrong
Since it only hastens my end along.

That expressionless ever changing face
Moves with an increasing pace
Leaving me less and less space
Until my time encounters an eternal lock
Orchestrated by that merciless clock.

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The Real You

No matter where you live, what you wear or what you do,
What really counts is the matter inside of you.
The spirit of your heart and state of mind
Is the real you for the rest of the world to find.

Be proud of yourself and smile every day,
Remembering that you can have this world your way.
Avoid your doubters who always criticize;
They don’t know you and the extent you are wise.

Buoyed by unyielding confidence and prodigious inspiration,
Happiness through love is your guaranteed destination.

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A Wife's Life of Strife

Another five sunsets then comes Friday.
Guess whose home and wants "my way"?
Just clean dirty clothes; tweeze his nose,
And, oh yeah, fine dining…I suppose.

It's a Big Mac, a box by Jack
Or the Colonel's wings in a greasy sack.
After that it's to the movies where I can't
hear a word
Because my love keeps asking what was said…
while cackling like a bird.

Don't get me wrong. I can endure and have a
fun day.
‘Cause with clean clothes, nose and hose, he's
off again Sunday!

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Everlasting

As the rose smiles at the sun
And dances in the breeze,
How beautiful it is for a few days.
No matter that it fades
Since the world is better for its radiance.

Autumn leaves paint magnificent miracles
Shimmering atop... then floating away.
Their resplendent rainbows enrapture all.
They disappear, but their memory remains.

Kind words speak louder than a chorus
As a gentle touch soothes amid the hassle.
That smile so sincere utters orations
And a sweet embrace endures.

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Our Michael (Jackson)

The world is better because of you;
Your music so exciting;
Your dance we pursue.

Your imprint on the world will always live on.
Your life in our hearts will never be gone.
You were supreme as you ruled the stage,
But your personal life showed another page.
Shy and retiring to the point of a mask.
Sadly privacy was an impossible task.

We showered you with wealth and fame;
Huge rewards, yet punishment the same.
Your visit was too short, but filled with love.
Thanks, Our Michael. Sing and dance above!

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Year End Collection Of Questions

It’s the end of the year and what have I done?

Have I helped someone in need or hurt anyone?

Has it been a world as only I want it to be?

Or have I viewed it the way others can see?

This year have I worked to be better than before?

Or have I sought to be just another money whore?

Do I understand this complex world as it changes?

Is my narrow daily life captured, limiting my ranges?

Most important has love in my life continued to grow?

Without it this year is a loss as is the next sadly so.

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These Days of Doubt and Strife

As these days pass my way,
These days of doubt and strife.
They clearly cry out and say
I must change my life.

Excess must espouse the past
As temperance becomes my guide.
Worth in money will shrink fast
To favor those at my side.

Times may well become worse
As uncertainty and mistrust prevail.
Though there’ll be crises to traverse,
Doing what’s right, I won’t fail.

Success will be what I unite,
Not how much I can divide.
Then I’ll have chosen to live right
A life filled with love and pride.

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The History of Sistery

Born just a year apart
A gorgeous green eyed toad;
A beautiful blue eyed tart

They spoke tongues of
Mexico, Spain and Brazil
Little smiling, loving faces
I can see them still

Then fate took control
Good fortune for me
Love second time round
Changed the duo to three

This history of sistery
Is no mystery at all
It’s a glorious union
Since love once more came to call

Three sisters now bound together

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