OLD SALT'S KEYBOARD
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FreedomI watched the flag pass by one day, It fluttered in the breeze.
And then he stood at ease.
So young, so tall, so proud, With hair cut square and eyes alert He'd stand out in any crowd.
Had fallen through the years. How many died on foreign soil How many mothers' tears?
How many died at sea How many foxholes were soldiers' graves? No, freedom isn't free.
When everything was still, I listened to the bugler play And felt a sudden chill. I wondered just how many times That Taps had meant "Amen,"
Of a brother or a friend.
Of the mothers and the wives, Of fathers, sons and husbands With interrupted lives.
At the bottom of the sea
No, freedom isn't free. |
Salute to the Working Man
The CEO fed his cat cream. The beggar on the corner slept with a sweet dream. This morning the boss said times are hard. You'll all have to sacrifice. An extra day will suffice. I'm sure your families will accept our pard’.
The CEO fed his cat cream. The beggar on the corner slept with a sweet dream. This week they decreed, we need still more. Everyone keeps their job, but we pay ten percent less. I get to keep my job, it’s all right, I guess. If my family is careful, we can avoid being poor.
The CEO fed his cat cream. The beggar on the corner slept with a sweet dream. Tax time came, the government said, we are taking ten percent more. So the kids don't get new shoes, and we all hope for some good news. We are still keeping the wolf from the door.
The CEO fed his cat cream. The beggar on the corner slept with a sweet dream. When the company asked for more, I quit my job yesterday. To help raise funds, I adopted a little pup. Today, on the corner, the CEO dropped a ten in my cup. My family will eat today.
The CEO fed his cat cream. The beggar on the corner slept with a sweet dream. It was a front page headline, the company been downsized. Its integrity long since compromised, The CEO stopped by my corner today, wanted to know how I managed. Without thinking, I replied my family learned to make do, and not get hanged.
The CEO fed his cat cream. The beggar on the corner slept with a sweet dream.. I started my new job today, got my own office, a secretary, and chauffeured limo. My family's no longer in limbo. The CEO hired me to use what I learned to make the company go.
The CEO fed his cat cream. The beggar on the corner slept with a sweet dream. Now all the old employees are back, teaching management the hard facts, All management switch places with a worker for a month, my first act. Company profits have tripled since that became fact.
The CEO fed his cat cream. The beggar on the corner slept with a sweet dream. The CEO finally retired today. Along with the office, I adopted his cat today. The beggars dream came true today. |
SURVIVALSeas and mountains flourish, Men and beasts perish. Life begets death. Life transcends death, Surpasses all but death. Death is supreme even unto death. Nature's key is not Life, but repetition. Survival for Nature's foundation.
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Postulates and Observations on Life
2. The universe is easy to explain it is everything that is and everything that is not. 3. Life is simple living is complex. Life is the fact of being living requires a million decisions a second. 4. Learn to run naked in the forest and you will never take yourself too seriously. 5. Dare to be different. Being different provides the followers a choice and choice is always good. 6. Success is what you make it. 7. The faith of a mustard seed will see you through your troubles, as long as the faith is in the right engine, yourself. 8. Everything improves with age, especially your youth. 9. The harder you pursue something the harder it is to attain. 10. Life in the fast lane can only result in a crash.
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TWENTY RULES TO SURE SUCCESS
2. Nothing is impossible for the valiant heart. 3. Sitting on your ass and worrying doesn't get the job done. 4. Put the same care into tying your shoe as you do in building your house. 5. New doesn't mean better; everything must stand the test of time. 6. Nurture great thoughts for you will never go higher than you think. 7. Each movement of a single grain of wheat moves all the others in the basket. 8. The easiest solution is rarely best, the simplest always is. 9. Never stand pat; always reach beyond your ability. 10. Luck is the confluence of preparation and opportunity. 11. A 1000 written words can be delivered in an hour, 25 will take a week. 12. No chain is stronger than its weakest link, strengthen that link. 13. A journey of a 1000 miles begins with a single step. 14. Generate ideas but distribute the credit. 15. Nothing being done cannot be done better. 16. The pain of doing the job over lingers long after the joy of doing it quickly. 17. Nothing is impossible; some things just take a little longer. 18. Faith may move mountains, but ants will do it quicker. 19. Nothing gets done until it gets started. 20. Lend a helping hand, next time it might be you in the quicksand |
LifeLife is but a fleeting moment A brief candle flame in the passage of time. Some flames burn bright with great portent Others longer and more sublime.
Not an item to make great impact. If this be so then why sing the praises of living, an act so trivial yet all there is? Me thinks something is amiss.
and immortality based on long ago realizations that life is brief. A non acceptance cried relief. Thus was invented a creed of surreality denying all else for immortality.
saying our flame just goes to another place. Paradise, where else? A world of ethereal space. |
The GrasshopperButterflies flit from place to place, gracing each briefly with their beauty, then they pass on; as though their life purpose was to spread beauty across the land.
purposefully gathering nectar and pollinating their hosts. The bees function is to work and keep the world going.
gleaning waste and rot from over the face of the earth; their place is with the janitors who leave the world to be enjoyed.
He leaps randomly about, chewing grass and spitting "tobacco" juice. Sometimes in the evenings, when all is settled in, he breaks into song.
sometimes sad, sometimes gay, but always worth the attention.
my soul yearns to emulate the carefree grasshopper! |
THE DAWNIn youth, Dawn's sweet kiss energizes my assault upon the day. At sunset I rejoice at meeting the night, for soon my lover, the Dawn shall re-energize me.
and lurch forward to survive the day. As night falls, I greet it gladly as an old, true friend, to provide me rest, solace, and comfort before my lover, the Dawn bids me rise again
knowing her kiss signals a rescue from another terrifying night. I lull through the day resting for the coming battle. Sunset's cold beauty strikes terror in my heart for now I am alone. Will Dawn come again? |
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