Sunday, November 27, 2005

Epitaph

 

  I do remember the good times..

 What do you say for one who
has passed beyond this mortal coil?
Knowing full well that this is the
fate that awaits us all.

Of course, I could say the usual repertoire,
he was a man known for his reason
and good
works.
That would not tell the full story or flesh
out his being, show all of his quirks.  
It's been five years since the earth
felt
your breath.
You have persons who mourned very
heavily
when told of your death.

 A daughter still grieves finding no solace,
 not allowed to say goodbye by your
miserable spouse.
Why you picked such a creature to marry
is beyond my ken, knowing you as I knew you then,
you didn't
deserve such a louse.

Your son puts you on a pedestal,
remembering
his moments of Father-Son fun.
Life can seem unfair at certain times,
all
your life you just seem to run.
No time for love, laughter and even tears.
Hurry through life awaiting your golden years.
Life played a sorrowful game, after years of work.
...no relaxation, only time for tears.
 

 You only lived a year past Oba-san,
did you
know you were dying when
you said your
farewells to her?
This need for secrecy was it borne out of fear,
or did someone pressure you not to speak?
Human nature being as it is..I can see her hand
involved with the greed.
Her need to control even beyond the grave
was so despicable that even Nakajima-san
was horrified at the deed.  

 I often wonder if you are looking down at
us at different times.
Hopefully you are at peace, a blissful rest that
you fully deserve anything
less would be a crime.

So many years, the grand babies are growing
and I see part of you in
each of their faces.
It fills me with sadness that you could never take
them anywhere, anyplace.  

 I do remember the good times

Saturday, November 19, 2005

Respect

 

I feel defiled, deflated and betrayed.

To promise one thing, yet deliver another.
Feeling totally played and dismayed.

Community broken, severing the links

 that bind us as Jland brothers.  

 We soared with the Eagles flying high

 above in the sky.

 Crashing to earth on a given day

 when everything dear was taken away.

 Normal routines are shot to hell,

 they just want us to get use to Pavlovs bell.  

 They wined us and dined us - led us astray.

 We fell for their lies hook line and sinker.

Played on their Beta for all it was worth,

checking that their product certainly would work.

 No thanks are we given, except shown the door

.. perhaps this was planned all along?

  We are not the community they want,

 we're shown no respect.

Blazing banners dropped like bombs

 on top of our lives what did they expect?

 Creative people to roll over and comply?

 Hell, no.....so many are saying Goodbye  

 **Please follow the cute puppies and turn your backs on the banner ads, tell ten friends...it eventually will hurt AOL.  Thanks much...Sandi