no words were necessary
her face boldly vocal
the displeasure evident
the emotions experienced
nestle behind her squinted eyes
and crease deep lines on her face
quick, change your tune
lest she opens her mouth
to release her disgust
and tread lightly for a bit…
let’s be mindful
stop all this judging
cool heads prevailing is an art
be still, be in the moment
as if on film, act right
demonstrable like a slight breeze
but wire your jaw shut if need be
leave your opponent with a puzzle
rather than let your mouth betray you
blinders are not needed, but filters are
let your mind rationally come to the table
before you end up on the ground
establish power
fighting the establishment
secure your future
Redux
Conflict erupts, yet again. Respond or slink away?
If I stay, I face the cacophony of fieriness; I put myself in danger of being wounded.
Leave, and I’m embarrassed that I didn’t defend myself.
It’s a lose/lose scenario.
How do I represent? Why do I care? What do I gain and what is at stake?
All thoughts are firing amidst the chaos playing out in front of me. WHAT DO I DO??
The internal struggle dominates in this external battle, this the more pressing issue.
The voice deep within gets louder. “WHAT DO I DO?!?!”
I hesitate, I’m crushed.
I match the tone, I’m angrier.
I fear, I lose.
The indecision is killing me. Thebest of us dies too.
I bloody my world.
I feel red.
It’s the anger at myself, and others who put me into the mode of having to figure it out.
I see…
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every day challenges us to the good fight
for friends, for family, the world and for me
this reality needs coddling
daily righting wrongs
our existence depends on it
for that, i am a warrior
… albeit, sometimes a tired one
There’s honor in a fair fight.
it’s annoying
and disappointing
you vow one thing
and do another
where is the care
you promised
i count on it
only to be let down
i gave you
too much credit
trusting you
to do your one job
fulfilling the deed
you signed up for
i should be able
to believe you’d deliver
“My word is my bond!” you said
that commitment
was and is
bullshit
things get
out of hand
you expect me
to pick up the pieces
like i always do
like an obedient servant
dutifully
avoiding defeat
but in the end
i
take the hit
this party’s over
“Whites saw Indians as obstacles to settlement, not rightful proprietors. Whites possessed presumptive rights because they represented a superior civilization. Indians were merely “savages”, incapable of putting the land to its highest possible use.” “Feel-good morality tales, in which the good guys can do no wrong and the bad guys can do no right, are far from harmless. They feed the notion that one side, inspired by righteousness, possesses the right to kill. They fuel the destructive cycle of revenge, for the villainous acts committed by the bad guys must be avenged. The emotions stirred in stories such as The Patriot are elemental but base: we want the enemy to go down. Justice is achieved through killing.”
Ray Raphael, author of Founding Myths – Stories That Hide Our Patriotic Past
This thought-process explains why the military defense gets over half of the US budget. The mindset of the powerful is and has always been one of conquest. They expect everyone to feel the same and fall in line. Those who whitewash history know this. It’s precisely why our children don’t learn the reality of this country’s past as teachers shovel feel-good stories about patriotism. The United States tries to deflect on every level all the shit they have done.
It’s disgusting.
this on-again
off-again affair
it’s all just practicing
at the grown-up table
the repetition of the immature
the relationship nostrum
of the stupid
hot-cold-over, hot-cold-over
the connection fails
time and time again
when the heads in the game
are unequipped to love properly
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