Posts Tagged ‘#poem’

I am terrible with names and dates. I mention this often not as an excuse most of the time. Like driving on the same street over and over you start to feel a bit like the car is doing the driving and you are on auto-pilot. For me names and faces become a blur so fast. I remember voices but that isn’t much help these days.

I continue to look at the actions I see in crowds or parties that I become part of. The opening verse is part of a number of themes I have pondered for a while. How much is enough for wealthiest people on the planet? How can you measure when you succeed? And it applies to all. You know something is wrong and you don’t say anything….. She simply wasted what she had….. They never knew how good they had it until.

Short and more to the poetry side. I am a salesperson at this time. I imagine the words came from the need and/or ability of the sales person to show the glitter and hide the mud when demonstrating a product. It is easy to show a hundred things to back up a lie, but you can only find a few things to verify the truth.

Another oldie here. My lyrics and poetry often reference religions and their associated topics and phrases. Since my early adulthood, I began my rapid change in direction from an altar boy in the Catholic Church studying to become a priest or other station toward atheism. These are concepts most people around here recognize. My habit of stating the obvious does not reflect well on most religions as their flaws can be felt worldwide.

Even islanders from eons past knew there are other lands. Birds would cross continents in yearly marathons in the air. Most of us in the US know so little about anyone or anywhere not contained by its political borders. Beyond the ocean is of little consequence to many here. That leads me to consider what I would be like in a place with no rivers or lakes. How could I survive a frozen tundra or tropical swamp? If evil were the ruler would I want to live in torment? Would I be in a prison for the rest of my life? We judge from so far away on many levels and the laws of man are easily corrupted.

Another set of lyrics that started out more of a poem. Stating the obvious again, it appeared to me many people search for the perfect one overlook the very person they are seeking. Even in 1981 I knew how easy it was to underestimate the importance of relationships and great friends. We will all find out eventually that we were just a bit too late. The commercials of the day are responsible for the rest of the lyrics and I am not sure if they mean anything at all, but I like the idea of a glass of tears.

A combination of being tired of people close to me complaining all the time. Like they have to work so hard to do what everyone else clearly does (without complaining, I might add). The verses are about the mechanics of it: you have to get up. No one will do it for you. It does not come easy. I get teased about everything going in my favor or how lucky I am or how amazing it is that things go my way all the time. I prepare. I plan. I gather tools and energy IN CASE an opportunity opens up. When it does I will be ready and start planning for the next opportunity, not knowing what it is. I save. Maintain my tools and equipment. Label files and folders. Back up my drives. To them this is wasting time. OCD. Nerdy. Geek stuff. To all I say again, “the geek shall inherit the Earth”.

From a broken relationship and the ensuing emptiness reflections are not easy. You can’t forget and remembering is overwhelming. A realization that you don’t have to wait, but what you want will easily pass you by. And from that day on you will know your loss. I remember adding the line about the train because our bass player in the Merchants of Death said he really liked to watch trains. So there you go!