Crossover

I'm standing and looking, it is December thirty and one
Almost the time to crossover to a new year of merry and rum
But still I see many marching down in pennies
All dressed up for the go, one last time for them to know

That God cares

He sits alone in heaven and missing their praises
He can't wait to welcome all and forgive their faces
They all seem so glee, believing today is the day
Of Wonder and miracle to wipe all their pain

It is almost eleven-thirty and I see many praying
casting and binding, jumping while praising
I sit and wonder why they are all so glee
Giddy and happy about this miserable three

If he didn't ease your pain the last 364
What makes today so different from his daily rapport?
Close your eyes and pray, but waiting over the hour
Are all your debts, saddened missed chances and old Mrs. Prowler

Why bother, if he is there today should not matter
Why not stay home and enjoy a cold shower?
I for one will be wanking into the year
Listening to Tim Minchin blazing ear to ear

A reboot of Christopher Hitchens and Dawkins will be read
While y'all be gucking and singing with cheers
The only sad thing about my New Year crossover with chores
Is that you are with friends and I wish I was with whores

Before you ask why am not with the whores
Look to your left, they are holding your hand in chorus




Note:
Whore here means PROSTITUTE.

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Never Feel Sorry For Trying To Live

There's this psychology that we are bound (unless by stroke of luck) to make the same mistakes in love and living like our parents showed to us.

Such truth scares me and for that reason I ask of you, look to the path before you and compare it to the path behind - to make sure you do not fall into a vicious cycle.

This sad truth falls into the poor parents are more likely to bore poor sons. Or, the love or life we chase is sometimes similar to the one we were shown and are used to growing up.

The time has come for us to take chances, reach out to fortunes we desire and never be sorry for every time you tried to improve our life and failed.

Instead, let failure be a reminder of the path behind and let the fire in the desire to be free from the path behind be to itself a fuel.

When the old talk, listen for learning not for complete emulation because how can someone who finds vision at 70 be your guide?

The only guide they have for you is, "don't wait until you are 70 to have a vision for your life."

We are told the old have wisdom on the path to follow, I dare say, they have wisdom on paths not to follow.

Wise ones, advise you based on experience of how they wasted their living being safe and not being eventful.

Foolish ones say, "look at me, don't you want to be me." I dare answer, "No, I want to discover the best thing I can be."

You can never be too old to start living, but at least never let it be said about you that, “when he was graven and old, he discovered his foolishness and became wise.”





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