Middle Class Chagrin

I sigh as I wonder why things are as they are.
Our leaders' vague ideas spring from afar.
I listen to them and they seem not to care
About people like me and things that are fair.

They have wealth and yearn for more power
While I labor all day and hope to enjoy an hour.
I try to be happy although each day I find
That in spite of my intentions I'm falling behind.

As I fall farther behind it is destroying my pride.
I believe more than ever no one is at my side.
What hope is there if these leaders don't care
That people like me have less America to share?

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Imagine

Imagine information in the palm of your hand.
Imagine the knowledge of a library at your command.
Imagine all books written just a touch away.
Imagine all media at your finger tip each day.
Imagine a device that causes a mental revolution.
Imagine how it calculates with instant execution.

Imagine a discovery rivaling all human means.
Imagine its place in the mapping of genes.
Imagine where this miracle will take mankind.
Imagine unimaginables there still are to find.
Imagine love ruling the world some day.
Imagine how mankind could then find its lost way.

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Success

Success, like gold, is sought by each,
But to many it’s out of reach.
With these unfortunates sets in
Grief, unrest and deep chagrin.

A word to all of those in search:
Take care that you don’t besmirch
Yourself or others as you strive
To keep dreams of success alive.

Define success in real terms
That your ability confirms.
Plus never be in the employ
Of a career you don’t enjoy.

Rare the ones whose actions bless
A better world from their success.
If fame and fortune is your sole aim,
A lesser world is part your blame.

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Wise Ol' Owl

Wise ol' owl stealthily hides in trees and green
So that all day he'll hardly ever be seen.
He sleeps while people harangue and harass,
And terrorize each other on highways en mass.

As the sun starts to set with the rise of the moon,
This gorgeous creature emerges and soon
The night is his café and the menu his fare.
He swoops through darkness with a silent stare.

Steely eyes, wing span and superiority of sound
Leave little chance for prey that is soon found.
He conquers the darkness all through the night,
Disappearing in greenery when rays are in sight.

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Be Careful with Love

Ego will sail you to the highest height
Or crash you down to a horrible plight.
Like fire, its power to warm
Can destroy all in a firestorm.

Pains will be forgotten tomorrow,
But lost love will always be sorrow.
Love’s tenderness sooths so many tears;
Though in a sea of ego, it disappears.
As time melts away, ego’s ugliness can win;
Destroying glory of what might have been.

So forgive lovers’ faults as you do your own.
Don’t forget their presence is strictly on loan.
Treasure these beloved for they are few.
Respect their feelings as if they were you.

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Worthless Money

Whether ink on paper that buys things
Or computer wealth Wall Street brings,
Money is not worth the homage given
By wasted lives so sadly driven.

The few moments each has on earth
Only create real worth
If a difference can be left behind
For a better world to find.

Ink on paper or computer deals
Care not for how a human feels.
As it continues to accumulate
It infects hosts with greed and hate.

But love, true love for fellow man
Will accomplish more than mere money can.
Material things are built, and soon are gone.
But love is the difference that will live on.

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Two Roads

Two roads life takes;
Happiness or heartbreaks.
Neither easy, but one less strain;
The other offers only pain.

Why many choose the hard way
With its high price to pay.
Is beyond wildest dreams.
But so many times it seems
Attractions of the hard way
Are disguised as best today.
No thought of the morrow
With its impending sorrow
For those who blithely say,
'It's best for me today.'

Tomorrow's today will survive
If tomorrow can be kept alive.
Knowing what's best now
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Questions I Must Answer

At the end of the day questions I must ask;
Did I give my all, no matter the task?
Were my efforts focused on others I see
Or selfishly directed toward what’s good for me?

Were my actions as spirited as an exciting story,
Renewing hope for the aimless and dilatory?
Did my attitude reflect understanding of the world
Or oppose differences with epithets easily hurled?

Did I speak then listen to what others had to say
To sense their needs and respect their way?
Each morning I’ll reenergize another start
From answers to such questions I must do my part!

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Because of You

Every day’s one more chance
To enjoy life’s lovely dance.
Sun beams are so bright.
Everything seems so right.
As I absorb the morning’s view,
No doubt it’s all because of you.

At times when life turns awry,
I want the world to pass me by.
Frustration tries to steal the day.
Suddenly appears a hopeful way.
My positives rejoice anew.
No doubt it’s all because of you.

Money might bring more to life,
Relieving momentary strive.
But treasure is already mine…
Why the sun always will shine.
What more is there I could pursue?
The world is mine because of you.

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Answers And Inspirations

Two works of mine are combined in a published place
Where you can purchase each for your very own space.
One of these Answers and Inspirations goes by the name,
Greener Grass From The Other Side… if you want to claim

123 poems that will pave the way to happiness and love;
I was merely a scribe since they were sent from above.
Then there’s The Mouse and the Grouse for your young child.
It’s a story of friendship and love and how to grow up mild.

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$25 for Green Grass and $15 for the Mouse are your best bet.

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