Day: October 4, 2020

LOOKING BACK ON WHAT WAS NEVER THERE

We could talk and laugh

Our innermost feelings touched

Sometimes joyed; sometimes hurt

How did we manage to do this?

I’ve only been gone for a little while

I left what was good in your hands

Now I return and start to cry

Do you like those tears dropping from my eye?

What happened to you in all your thinking?

All this time I’ve been out drinking

Talking philosophy with the best of mankind

On bar stools where love is not a crime

We talk the story; the truth; the gory

Then we might stumble home until tomorrow

But I made a right turn; came back to you

You look at me as a stranger and call me a fool

What happened?  What happened? I ask you

My head is split open wide wondering; wondering

How many steps can be taken before you abide?

I left you clear in your thinking and saw

That you had resolve; had found the path of glory

You said you were the light of lights

Only to find that it is another story

You broke apart with an amazing start

Forgetting the one who was here to heal you

You erroneously thought that meant remake you

Now you fight; argue; most often ignore me

Then walk away convinced that you grew

You regressed, my friend, and now you can’t see

The harm that you have done to you and to me

Now you make claim for a mediator

This is not drama class or theater

But real life; so open your eyes

To things you seem too inept to realize

Remember the crack in the liberty bell

Was that what you used for your socialist swell?

We cannot live by giving away free

The cost we paid for our liberty

We want to give back; but not this way

A one way street to where no one can pay

It sounded so good when sung out in tune

But it is loser’s music as you’ll find out soon

So wake up my child; I must leave again

I want you to stay clear of the vipers den

Sing your own music; the freedom song

Remember the cost; it shouldn’t take long

Ignore the mad-piper; he cannot lead

Don’t give up now unless you want to bleed

Remember me; I gave you my life

Followed your orders; took it all in stride

Look up and see the red, white, and blue

Remember, my friend, all I did for you

Stanski

October 5, 2020 ^

I CANNOT DO THIS ALONE

Why are you the chosen one?

Because someone had to be selected

and how do you know you are the one?

The answer is basic—intuition

I see and know the truth

I am sensitive to all needs and glories

I can endure failure, but lift —with

strength to get up and fight the battle again.

I will fight for rights taken away when

the fight is still appropriate.

Peoples throughout history have lost their

God given rights.  Somehow they have

strayed and chosen to serve false idols

leading eventually to exile.  Our country was

found as a place to escape religious persecution.

In the process of our growth, other peoples

have been defeated and left behind.

We did what we did; slaves were

brought here by slave masters. 

They were bought and sold and became

important beings in our growth and thankfully

were emancipated and then contributed

in numerous ways to make this country

amazingly successful.  I was the chosen one

and I saw the Manifest Destiny for what it was. 

There was opportunity for peaceful coexistence,

but human frailty dissolved it.  Agitators kept

the hostilities on edge and much harm was

endured before we finally came up with our

remarkable constitution.  Blacks were liberated,

but still found guilty just for existing. 

I saw the KKK operating in disguise, murdering many

beautiful beings just for existing even knowing

there is no valid reason for any killing.

I saw the hatred, the— I am better than you.  I could

not cry because I knew this was the nature of man.

The need for power swayed peoples mentality and

still exists today.  I see a peaceful coexistence if only

we could adjust our thinking; put our pride on hold, and

dedicate ourselves to universal peace.  As a man-angel

I knew and know that we have a long way to go. 

I see individuals who have become powerful and rich and

although they could be influential in bringing about

the glory which should be America they seek control

and power and ultimately total power.  That is why

I am here; this will never happen.  People will revolt;

even those on the other side will not choose misery. 

People will come around to the truth. 

Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. although no perfect

knew what trust, and peace would bring. 

I see Christians killed all around the world.

There is no outcry, but I will tell you this

as a chosen one that your personal peace

will be found in our big Brother; the one

Who laid down His life for us.

Stanski

October 4, 2020 ^

BEING BACK

It is so good to be back

How many years has it been?

Too many to count and

Who has time to waste on counting?

You know what I’m going to say—

Don’t you—come on now, don’t deny it

You are beautiful; more beautiful

Than I can remember and I had

Great trepidation in not knowing for sure

But now that I am here I can tell you

That you exceed my expectations and

Already I am high on your welcome

And kindness and want to thank you.

I’ll tell you the truth, but then—

Don’t I always—you are an angel—

My angel and whether I deserve you

Or not, I’ll take you and together

We’ll travel if only in our minds;

If only through a hundred kisses;

To the pyramids and the Pyrenees;

The canyons and the plains.

We’ll witness delight in others as

We lie close together and talk like

We did about love and philosophy.

There will be on need to be shy

For nothing has changed in you or I

Just an interval which will be like

Extra frosting as we travel back and

Then come back to where we are.

It is so good to be back.

Stanski

October 2, 2020 ^