One More for Good Measure

How much can you trust you?
How much should you, really?
What makes you think in your short time on earth,
You get reality?

You may have read the books of all the greats,
I think I'll read one now,
You've wisdom and guidance from ones you love,
You think have learned more than you have somehow,

But how much time does one need to find out,
You can't know anything?
I'd say the less time the more wise you are,
But then you have nothing.

There's no reward,
In ascertaining truth,
That's a lie, plenty people make it big,
Knowing what's real, but peddling it as new.

Not Where I Had Started

Sometimes you're so busy,
Free time is filled with guilt,
No matter what gets done, there's always more,
The same way Rome was built,

But sometimes disconnecting is helpful,
Scratch that, it always is,
You're busy because you are valu'ble,
So keep some of your milk for your own bliss,

Or like Hollywood, you'll work for the man,
Speak his words with your voice,
You don't mind being owned by the system,
S'long's he's one of the boys,

But come the day,
He mocks who you've become,
Whether as a child or as an adult,
You are in too deep for revolution.

Gotta Go

This could be the last word,
I ever write again,
Or rather this one, or maybe this one,
Guess I'll never know when,


The space make you wonder?
I actually don't have much time now,
Before I need to pick up my daughter,

Who I hope is okay, which I can't know,
Until she is with me,
Which in truth is not enough to be sure,
Of her security,

Well, such is life,
It's the same for us all,
Life is so damn fleeting and delicate,
Yet we live as if that is usual.

Peace Isn't That Hard

How do you make choices,
To elevate your life,
When doing so when affects the ones you love,
Possibly causing strife,

While they too have their own choices to make,
That could affect you, too,
Thinking you're not as important as them,
Because it's, in the grand scheme of things, true?

Don't look to me for the answer to this,
You'll just get frustrated,
For me, giving the benefit of doubt's,
A trait understated.

Just be sincere,
Others will get the hint,
Until the world finally has peace!
Sounds a little too easy, doesn't it?

TCN and Bad Faith

I've been reading two things,
Di'metric'lly opposed,
If the two writers were to every meet,
They'd acquire raspy throats,

For they'd be screaming to be listened to,
Each by the other one,
So much so they would fail to recognize,
When their two views align with precision,

The perceived difference is an evil,
Meant to thwart connection.
"But what could orchestrate such a grand plan?"
Just look at Babylon.

I don't mean god!
That might be too evil,
We'll never agree on just what that is,
Let's start with something more manageable.

Can’t Say Too Much

I want to be censored,
What do I have to say,
To have the government close my account,
In this democracy?

Incite public anger at corruption,
At the highest levels?
Maybe if someone actu'lly read this!
I'm already afraid I've sounded bells.

We're all conditioned to feel we are free,
That there's no boundaries,
As long as we are not harming others.
Well, test that out and see,

Definitions,
Are negotiable,
Is harm putting someone at risk of pain,
Or showing them they are in a bubble?

Getting By

How fast life turns around,
If e'en just in your mind,
One moment you hold hope for anything,
Next, there's nothing to find,

Only the surety that you've no talent,
Nor appeal to others,
The whole world shareing an understanding,
Passed down by all except by your father,

That prescribes a way to speak hid from you,
Leaving you odious,
While last week you were on top of the world,
The future glorious,

But here's the trick,
It requires faith of sorts,
That everyone else has the same feeling,
With no way of knowing the truth, of course.

Dealing With Bad Luck

There's such thing as bad luck,
Believe me, I've lived it,
Even if each thing can be traced back to,
You not believing it,

You might have done something differently,
That could have improved things,
A little extra attention to risks,
You could have mitigated derailings,

But how much time does one have to commit,
Before it's not worth it?
Use the time saved digging for what you love,
If you've not unearthed it.

Your luck will change,
Like I am sure will mine,
Even if it's because I ignore it,
Let's face it, luck is only in your mind.