Poem: Just Shut Up


Please be quiet doesn’t always work

If you do speak up, who’s the jerk

Kindness is it just a moral fantasy

Why should the world be quiet for you

So much noise makes your ears blow up

Do you ever wanna scream, please just shut up.


Married to a spouse who lies so smooth

Derriere in the air not just for the likes of you

Careful when you pray for a pretty little flirt

Sometimes down and dirty can get you in the dirt

When Spouses just grow to lie and cheat on the other

The heart says stay the mouths says just shut up and leave.


First try a hoe, second try you swear ya married a witch

Follow you around so un-sweetly, with their fangs in your grill

Hard to love someone who hates everyone but themselves

O the little games these type of villains learn and love to play

Hold their favors for ransom so nothing ever meant a thing

Do you ever wanna scream, please just shut up and go away?


Why do people tell the preacher that they will when they know they won’t

Third time is the prize you here in song and in many a prayer late at night

So nice to see a smile then to have to be ready for the next intentional fight

Living in a world with spouses who cheat or with ones who just as soon you die

Don’t give a good spouse a reason to ever themselves tell you, to shut up and fry!









Maturity: Have I Ever Been Guilty Of It (Written On 7-4-15)


Today Our Nation turns 239 years of age. I am of the generations of Americans who in 1976 on this date was 19 years old. 1976 Was Our Nations 200th birthday. Now, in this time era I am 58 years old. All of you folks who are of an age where you can remember 1976, do the memories of how you were raised back then ever haunt you? The maturity as you see maturity today, how were the adults in your life toward you? I am speaking of at home, in the neighborhoods, churches, schools? Just something I would like you to chew on while you hopefully continue reading the post.


1976, I was married with one child and another in the oven getting ready to say howdy, I was 19 and immature and ignorant as a young man could be. Maturity, I sure do wish I and my Bride at the time could have had more of it. That alone would not have been able to save that marriage, but it sure wouldn’t have hurt matters any. When your parents, guardians, and adults at your schools fail to have the young people ready for the real world they are getting ready to step into, they/we have failed those young people. Is this a lack of maturity, morality, caring, or love, on the adults part? When the parents, teachers, administrators, churches, and neighborhoods fail to train and care for the little eyes watching us, our lack of maturity and caring is plainly on display. When you are 18 and have your fresh new Diploma in your hand, now what? It is difficult to survive in the real world with little or no education, technical training, or preparedness training by the ones who are supposed to be the grownups.


39 Years ago today I still had good health, but really no dreams. Everyday was about getting enough hours on my near minimum wage jobs to buy the grocery’s and pay the rent. Today at 58 my health has been better and I have been blessed with a life time of memories, good and bad. But I do know this, the immaturity of a parental figure, of teachers, coaches, and many other adults involved with the lives of a child, stays with the child for life.


I look back at the good memories and I try to forget the bad ones of the things done to me by supposed caring adults. Do you know the feeling of how you don’t want to be like your father figure when you grow up, then have to face the facts, in many ways you were worse? My dad died in December of 93, I was 37. Twenty plus years have passed now, his immaturity, his hate, the hurts are all written in stone now, yet the memories still invade my thoughts sometimes. My own mistakes though, my own lack of maturity, of grownup actions, at times these haunt me day and night.


Maturity matters so very much in each and every one of us. Teaching maturity, respect and kindness to our children and our grandchildren through our examples is the least we can do for them. Teachers, now there is a tough job for any poor Soul to try. There are many good teachers and most of the ones in my life I had to give a C too. There are three or four that stand out in my memories as adults who actually cared and tried to help kids at lest learn the class material well enough to be passed onto the next grade or level. Most you could tell were just putting in their shift, any job can get old but around kids though they absorb the caring or lack there of from these adults. So yes there were some A Teachers and I still remember their names and their faces. Unfortunately it seems that every school is just like every other business, there are some employees/teachers that should be arrested, not awarded with a pay check and then a pension. Dang, that sounds like Wall Street some doesn’t it?


I have a question for you, when you finished high school were you ready/prepared to step into the adult world? Did you really have a clue about real life? If you were ready, if you really did have a clue about survival, congratulations, I didn’t. Maturity is a huge part of society. Our children will find it difficult to grow and prosper as a civilized society if our children are not treated fairly by us now. In trying to always be honest with you I had a parent who really needed to work on his caring skills but I was blessed with one great parent. My opinion of some of the teachers I had as well as a few principles and administrators who were a pathetic joke as far as even being decent human beings toward me. It’s difficult to understand how some people came up with the idea that they should go into the education field is beyond me. Then again how many young folks top concern when they spread their legs is how ready they are to lovingly raise little Johnny and little Jill?


Teaching maturity to our children by our examples helps give them a huge crucial building block toward having a happy productive life. When we and the school systems fail to act like intelligent adults we condemn our own children to ignorance, depression, poverty, and broken homes. Maturity, morality, kindness, things taught, things that all decent human beings need to have nurtured into them as children.  Instead we use, abuse, and discard and treat them like computerized toilet paper. Many children grow up to be abusers, that is all they know, so with each generation many people commit even greater sins than their fathers. Maturity matters, caring matters, love matters, do the children matter?




Doesn’t Everyone Feel This Way? (Our Health)


How do we feel about something is the eternal poll question isn’t it? Today if you don’t mind I would like you to talk with yourself (in private probably would be best). Ask yourself how you personally rate your average day as to how much pain you are in during your average day.  I am writing this to two groups of people, one group is the group who honestly can say on their average day that they are pain-free. The other group is the one that I believe the majority of us fifty plus folks are at, the one where you wish you could afford stock in Bio-freeze. My thoughts definitely go out to all of the men and women who by economics are pushing themselves as hard as they can each and every day knowing it is the only way to buy groceries and pay the next rent payment, no matter what their pain levels.


Back in 1983 I ended up being in exactly the wrong place at exactly the wrong time. Since that evening my physical abilities changed forever and they only get worse as age comes to visit. Believe it or not I am blessed with a wife who will help point out my flaws to me, not that a wife would do such a thing. My wife pointed out to me that the average person on an average day should have an average pain level of zero, that this is how a person should rate an average day. Where do you call your average day? For a long time now I have rated my average day as a five.


My wife see’s me each day, she pretty much knows how well I get around each day. She thinks that because it is what it is (pain level) that I don’t have any “good” days. I think that a five is a good measuring stick for a good day. If I am blessed with a day where things are less than a five, I feel that is a great day, if you just happen to have a day at a three or a four. If I am at pain levels of six or above on multiple areas, then I am not having a good day. I don’t know how else to correlate my thoughts to you. Again I ask you the question, what is a normal day to you? I honestly do hope that your days can stay free of pain. I hope that my wife is correct, that you don’t feel like I do every day, that would be just down right unfriendly of me. I wish you well, God bless.

Personal Thoughts And Takes From 1 Corinthians 10:13


There is no tribulation that has come upon me but such as is common to mankind. For with all of my trials and tribulations God has always taken care of me. God is faithful to us, His creations, and He will not allow us to be tempted or tried beyond what we are able to handle, with His help.

That is as long as I do not ever let anything come before my love, faith, and service to our Lord Jesus the Christ/Messiah, for He is Love. God has always been faithful to me my whole life. Ever since I was very young I have been blessed to know of our Lords presence. He has always been there for me, I wish I could honestly say the same.

So, if a person can be faithful to their spouse…

If a person can be faithful to their employer…

Can a person be faithful to our own Creator?


In Your Military Uniform Are You Afraid To Walk The Streets Of Your Home Town


Folks sorry about the long title, yes it is sort of a question type of statement. Those of you who are serving in your country’s military or who are a veteran, what do you think of that question? If you are a non-vet, still, what is your opinion? Here in the States did/do you believe that you would ever be in danger for your life as a direct target, because of your Country’s Uniform being on your back? America this past week we witnessed the cold-blooded murder of five human beings that were targeted and murdered, because they wore Our Nations Uniform. How are we as a people, a Nation, going to respond?


This week our President spoke about our sorrow and he ordered the Flag be flown at half-staff for a few days. I commend the President for his attention to this event. I call this an event because it is something that service members and their families know they must be observant about. We all are going to have to decide as separate human beings, as neighborhoods, family units, and as a Nation as to how we are going to react when (not if) more attacks are committed upon soft targets here on our soil. Islamic fundamentalist know that out side of obtaining weapons of mass destruction that the best way to bring down a government and their system is to make its economic system crash. Look what happened with the stock market after  911.


Tonight the news is of a recent Theater shooting in Louisiana, no other news being released except three dead (one being the shooter) and seven people wounded. Even if this is just a hate filled act by a born and bred American of no faith system, it shows once again the soft underbelly of Our Nation. Soft targets are places where people who hate you know that they can go where few or no people will be armed, able to stop then. Evil people know that it will be a culture shock when we have to be worried for our lives if we ever wish to do things like go to a place of employment, shopping for groceries, a wedding, funeral, Church, a bus or a train or to go over a bridge. If we let these hate filled people cripple us with fright they know that our economy, our way of life will crumble into total chaos.


People who hate everything about the non-Islamic world know that they do not have to go head to head against the U.S. Military to defeat America, they can defeat us from the inside and that is exactly what their instructions in their holy books order his followers to do. This past week here in east Tennessee America got a little bit of a wake up call. We as a Nation, as a people will see more of this hate on our shores in this “new world” we are leaving to our children and grandchildren. How safe is it right now to walk around America’s streets in our old/current military uniform? How safe will it be in two  years, ten, twenty years? How safe do you think it is right now for all American Military families who are stationed here in the States or around the world? Our Military leaders have for some time now been warning families to pull their digital footprint off the web, folks there is a reason for that.


How we react as a Nation will decide if we will continue to be a nation at all. No human being on the planet is required to believe in any form of a God, for the people who do, to still kill you. Right now the American media is more interested in divisiveness as a means of creating better bottom lines than they are in the overall well-being of our Nation. In D.C. the politicians play their games jockeying for political favors and positioning. If we care about your families we need to think ahead of time about the real world that is only going to get much worse. I am no genius folks, I am just writing down what are obvious facts. One does not need to be a Prophet of a witness of visions to see the future of all of us world-wide. But, it doesn’t hurt to be a person of faith, of sight. Faith, the peace of love in and of Jesus, this is a peace no gold can buy.

Ms Sandra Bland Issue: D.P.S (Department of Public SAFETY)


There are a lot of different thoughts, beliefs, and opinions floating around the media outlets about this horrible outcome to a young woman’s life. I am not speaking at this time of the events that ended up in this ladies death or what may have, or not have caused Ms Sandra’s death. Well, except for the very first decision the Texas State Trooper made. The decision to put on his lights and pull her over, because she didn’t signal when she changed lanes? This is where I have a huge issue with this particular Trooper. I am  pretty sure that he doesn’t give one rats hoot about what you or I think, that is his option, to have his opinion. But, we the people that he is supposed to be serving have a right to our thoughts and opinions as well. He made his thoughts public by his actions.


If Ms Sandra Bland not using  her signal is totally the truth as to why she was pulled, not lets say, she didn’t signal and thus cut another car off short causing a real safety issue. Then I would totally agree with pulling her and maybe then even having a (little) bit of an attitude toward her unsafe driving. But just straight out pulling a car, any car, over for not using their signal is beyond hypocritical. Also in a case like this one where the Officer can see that it is an out-of-state car with a woman driving alone, why the hell would any mature adult male scare the living daylights out of her by pulling her over like that? Did he think it would be funny to act like a Macho Duck sorta like a Daffy with an attitude, steroids, and a Star?


I know that some folks are screaming at me how the Trooper had every right to pull her over, and yes he did have the right to. For a minimum of three things I am calling this Trooper out on for his actions. 1) The reason I mentioned above about the immaturity of scaring a single out-of-state female for such a small thing. 2) I say not signaling is a small thing because that is how about 98% of all the Drivers of Marked Police Cars in every state drive themselves! Thus the theory that it must be a small thing in that industry, not using signals. I spent over thirty years behind the wheel of a tractor-trailer unit driving all over the lower 48 states many hundreds of times. I had well over five million accident free (non-chargeable) miles behind the wheel. When you spend your life driving for a living being out on the road for 340-355 days a year, safety is everything. This is the place Trooper that I am calling you an hypocritical person. Mr Trooper, do you always and I do mean always while in your cruiser use your signals? Even if by chance you try to play the Saint and say you never ever fail to use them legally, I will even give you that possibility.  But where you can be cut any slack is that you never pull your fellow Officers over and arrest them for it do you? If not, then you are a fraud posing as a Badge. 3) Now back to the thoughts about safety. Think about it everyone, in a case like this the Officer is pulling over someone to the shoulder of the roadway which is always a dangerous situation for the Officer, the car occupant, and every single vehicle that is on the roadway that must now as best they can maneuver around the activity on the shoulder. This also means that many people now had to change lanes and the left lane isn’t always empty. Once all the traffic shifts to the left, then after passing the Trooper/Cruiser all that traffic had to shift back to the right again. Now do you possibly see why I have such an issue with Ms Sandra being pulled over in the first place? Remember Texas State Troopers are call D.P.S. Officers, Department of Public Safety.

Dammit Bill (Cosby): A Sickening Probability America/Wired World


This sickening situation that has been unfolding more and more in the news lately about Bill Cosby has many sickening issues involved within it. I have refrained from putting pen to paper on this particular issue until more confirmed news became public. Just a few moments ago I completed watching and reading an NBC article dated today, July 22, 15. I was already more than a little nauseated by previous reports in the news this past year or so, this report along with some of the others just seems to confirm the worse.


Here is the disgusting thought that I am posting this post today about: For decades now tens of millions of people of all races have invited him into our homes, to our families living rooms: A serial rapist, a total predator in every sense of the word. About the only thing this man hasn’t done is kill and eat his victims. I HAVE ANOTHER QUESTION AND THAT IS WHY IS THIS man WALKING AROUND AS A FREE MAN? WHY IS HE NOT IN JAIL?—-I never yell like that, sorry. But dammit Bill!

Renting A Piece Of Land From God


My Bride and I just signed the papers to purchase our first house. We have lived in the same rented space for over ten years now and married north of fifteen years. I know that some folks around the world think that all Americans are rich but almost all Americans would disagree with that statement. I know that with the rented apartment we have been living in we have been much better off than probably a third of our planets population, I am not trying to belittle these people. I see how some folks around the world are having to live and this is a worldwide plague that is crushing humanity, it’s called being dirt poor and starving. In America the so-called “American dream” is to become middle-class via being a home owner. There are millions going hungry here in America each day just like a few billion worldwide are suffering through. To most of these people having our apartment along with a little food would probably make many feel rich though.


With this move I guess we are supposed to be graduating from the lower middle-class (those lucky enough to have a full-time job, or two) where we have been renting into a more except-able middle-class. This idea in America that this product of humans (buying land) that it somehow makes one a higher class is vain and ignorant, in my sometimes humble opinion. There are a couple of issues I have with this thought process. First, God created this planet, it is His, it’s not ours to own. With each generation we can pass on that which we accumulated in our lives to give to others in our will. But remember, all the things that we buy or build can always be sold or stolen or simply pass away with age, except the land, it goes nowhere. The land, like God is a constant, the things we buy and build are like us, just temporary.


So, we are buying a home, sorta, really? We are I guess with the help of God, the bank, and the V.A. going to purchase a building. A house is not a home, in my still somewhat humble opinion, until the heart of all its occupants say that it is. It is a truth that no man owns any land, maybe if we could get off of the macho gig and humble ourselves a little we could more easily see that reality. If I say and believe that I own the land I camp myself on, all I have to do is try not paying a tax to a government agency, they will take YOUR land. Yet wait, there is another view I wish you to look at. So, am I saying that the governments own all the land on Earth? No, though I am sure that many governments feel they do. If any government can pick the Earth up out of its place and move it somewhere else, then they can probably say they own it. But until the government, you, or I can do such things, we don’t own Mother Earth, God does. We my friends are only renting a little piece of it, for a little while.

Poem Called: Give Me Gold


If Gold is our God, we shall never be in want

Gold always lets us lay down in pure pleasures

Gold floats us upon Lillie Pads in Crystal Waters

Gold always lets us shop in all the most Chic of places

Gold restores the fortunes of the weak, for its own name sake.


Even though we are welcome in the finest of Casinos and Royal Houses

We have nothing to fear with our linens threads of pure Gold to lay upon

Our Stocks, our Bonds, our Secure Boxes filled with Gold, it comfort us

Nothing like Gold to make our enemies to bow at our table if they want to eat

Gold Chalices anoint our hands we live in a life that over flows, because of Gold.


Purely Nature itself give Her blessings to us, as long as we are well supplied in Gold

All the days of our lives we deserve to live in pure luxury, we have the power of Gold

We can live in mansions made of pure Gold if we wish, aren’t we Demigods after all

Gold is our strength, why would anyone pity week-minded, the poor, the old, leaches

Gold is Eternal, if there is a god we will just put him in his place with a bribe a bit later.



Poem: Old Poems And Old Folks


Old poems, from where do they generate

Old minds, is this what is required to create

Old memories, of what really happened can fluctuate

Old eyes can dim, but the wit and the Soul stay bright

Old ears can close yet the laughs of yesterday remain

Old poems like people can be hate filled or even kind of sweet.


Old poems, from where do they linger or draw their breath

Old by-gone years and the loved ones those memories possess

Old days of your childhood, whipped and worked like a dog

Old school systems that taught nothing of real life to the child

Old school sweethearts, would’ve been nice if someone had cared

Old poems like dreams allows the heart and mind to fantasize, what if!


Old poems can bring tears of joy or sometimes tears of pain to the psych

Old lives lived, would we really want to go back in time, do it all again

Old friendships like time itself somehow fade or grow with the ticking clock

Old loves and lovers through poem rekindle the first time they cuddled

Old couples on the swing holding hands, sun setting in the glory of God

Old poems can open a dead heart and bring it back, to see the next sunrise!