Be Prepared

Be prepared
to walk alone
and reap real rewards.
Leave
the past behind
do not be led by the blind.
Be prepared
to leave the crowd
With them you will be cowed.
Be prepared
to be alone
leave
all stones overthrown.
Then with boldness
advance
advance...
Embrace the great unknown.

The Hikikomori Way

The Hikikomori Way

Is there nothing more
to being alive?

Than to work
and work and work.
Until all our life force
is used up
and then we return to the dust.

Will we die from the shame?

We are not better my friends
than the birds in the sky
at least they fly
before the most die.

there must be more 
to our lives -
I must know this.

But to find out -
the welcoming shadowy doubts - 
I must resist.


Keeping it Real

Keeping It Real

I have been designed many times:
who I am
who I should be 
who I was meant to be.
But none asked  
what I am to me
what I was meant to be
or what I see in me.

They count the years
and fuel my fears
with their unasked for expectations.
No one seems willing
for me to be me -
They will say they do-

      There is the lie.

They can't handle the truth of me.
And so they see what they want to see
the maddening fever of their mirage.
So
they polish up and shine
the me they designed
and leave me to languish,
wasted 
dusty
on the shelf.
There I sit
after having been split
by good intentions
and kind words,
struggling to reassemble myself
while you nurture a leprechaun elf.

Position Yourself

Position Yourself

Position Yourself
and find the place
where you can occupy the space
intended for you.
Position yourself
to accept your calling
knowing that in the morning
you will know your calling.
Position yourself
ease into your place
and be still in that time
that you will find sublime,
sublimely yours.
Feel, know and hear the whispers
of truth 
denied in the lies of death.
Position yourself,
stand firm,
hold your position,
for the battle is not yours...

Betrayal

Betrayal

et tu Brutus?
Was a wound ever so deep?
"Ista quidem vis est!"
But the damage was done.
Faster than the bullet from a gun
love, trust and camaraderie condemned
never to rise again.
On the tree of misguided self-righteousness
a single groan signaled the end
no more words uttered.

Let us mourn what was
that is no more.
What could have been
now stunted within the sin
of betrayal.
Now I must shed this skin
of innocence spun in deceit.
Now to get the salt and pepper
not to kill you -
but to find something new
something that is true...

Hope

Hope

Hope lingers,
expectantly.
Cleaving valiantly,
to the promise of cleansing rains.
It moves gingerly,
through the landmines
of our minds.
It rides the wave, 
of the sewage
built up over the years.
The Coming is soon,
like the rising sun after the moon
a harvest after the monsoon.
Hope gives birth to redemption,
to change the perception
of the world's dire despair.
Now it shines,
to wakeup the weary somnambulist.
When it falls like Manna,
catch it.
And plant it in your garden.

Where Your Mind Go

Where You Mind Go

Just remember this my friend
where your mind go
your body will follow.
A man can see
before he must be.
But friend what is your imagination?
Do you see yourself as great or small?
then surely you will fall
for the lie that kills
that allows the truth to be born
still
unless you use your will
to meet The King
and stand on that hill
fully planted upon solid Rock.