Greatness in Action

 

A word, an adjective, used so much,

The best, the most, the largest of all.

We get it, its great,

A word used so much.

Economy, jobs or acts of decision,

The policies, the orders, the grandest of all.

We get it, its great,

A word used so much.

Accomplishments, failures, 

Life's normal occurrences.

Can all things be great,

A word used so much.

The word used so much,

Like watered down juice.

The meaning becomes nothing,

A word used so much.

Defined by a dictionary,

Means action not bluster.

Live life in greatness,

Not just a word used too much.

Stay inspired my friends!

Extraordinary People

It was said there are no extraordinary people.  

That there are only those who pray, 

And then there are those who do not.

It was said there are no extraordinary people. 

That one side owns morality, 

And the other does not. 

It was said there are no extraordinary people. 

That goodness belongs in only one fashion, 

And the other pure evil. 

It was said there are no extraordinary people.

But in life we all are extraordinary, 

Those who believe they are and those who do not. 

 Stay inspired my friends!

Breathe, Just Breathe

 

The air we breathe, when we take a knee.

The pew, the field, whichever we believe.

A common theme is the air we breathe.

The air we breathe, when we protest our grief.

The street, the park, in social media we talk.

We do so using the same air we breathe.

The air we breathe, when differences reign.

The shouts, the tears, our moral outrage displayed.

All that is left is the air we breathe.

Stay inspired my friends!

It Is What It Is

 

In winter it came so quiet and growing.

We gave it no notice nor heeded the warnings.

Under control, not worse than the flu,

We gave it no notice nor knew what to do.

In spring it was loud and so deadly serious. 

We laughed at the masks, our freedoms, we choose.

Such simple steps but oh how we mused,

We laughed at the masks, so many we will lose.

In summer we said it will go away, you fools,

Yet the echoes of death, so many are dying.

It held on firm, it continued to spread.

The echoes of death, it is what it is, was said.

With fall now upon us, debate it runs on.

We fools of the virus, remain to get stricken.

A leader is touched, like millions of others.

We fools of the virus, how many get taken.

Stay inspired my friends!