ABE, THE POOR MANS' POET







		Finally some new ones!

	*A DIFFERENT CALLING* *This year the "Memorial" has changed* *It's different than those past* *A different kind of war* *From a different, "stone cast".* *The battle is at Freedom's doorstep* *With heroes of a different kind* *Now, all of us are "Soldiers"* *Against, the terrorists "sick" mind.* *Civilians have always been* *A part of every war* *But, in this day and age* *We must do, so much more.* *If we expect to win this Battle* *We must all join hands* *In a strong, determined circle* *With, Freedom lovers from all lands.* *This world has changed forever* *"The American Way"* *There's so much more at stake* *Than, the way we live and play.* *Since 9-11 we're learning* *The horrors of this world* *Can even come to where* *Freedoms Flag is, unfurled.* *This day was meant to Honor* *All, Military Heroes have endured* *Now, we all could join their Ranks* *If our resolve, is not assured.* *So, let us all take a moment* *To respect all those, "Fallen"* *And vow, we're all up to the task* *Of this, different "Calling".* *BREAKING THE SILENCE WITHOUT A SOUND* *I could sit and talk all night* *And not say a single word* *Or I'd have to repeat some* *That you've already heard.* *I could say some things* *So, you might take heed* *But, it wouldn't be the ones* *That you really need.* *But, I'd pour my heart out* *Until "silence was golden"* *And then I'd be right where I am* *Wonderin' why, I'm holdin'.* *But when I break the silence* *Without making a sound* *Then I'll know the right words* *Have finally been found.* *I might do it with a touch* *Or with a look in my eye* *A smile upon my face* *As you walk slowly by.* *To break the silence with no sound* *Is something most can't do* *But, I hope you hear the silence* *Here, between me and you.* *EVERYTHING BUT, THE BLAME* *We met when we were younger* *And played that lovin’ game* *We vowed hearts to each other* *And I gave her my name.* *We had our ups and downs* *Went through our ins and outs* *We did some wrong things right* *And were sure, within our doubts.* *Then something changed between us* *Our love, just wouldn’t stay the same* *And when she walked out on me* *She took everything but the blame.* *We had the fancy car* *And a nice house with a pool* *Those little ones between us* *With the oldest starting school.* *There was money in the bank* *And a paid up credit card* *Dreams of old age together* *We worked and played real hard.* *Then something changed between us* *Our love, just wouldn’t stay the same* *And when she walked out on me* *She took everything but the blame.* *For some reason, we quit talking* *Or touching, when we passed by* *Stopped doing those crazy, foolish things* *That, we always used to try.* *The love light in her eyes* *Turned to a shade of blue* *Then, she looked into mine* *And said, "I don’t love you.* *That lovin’ thing between us* *Turned to hurt and pain* *Then, she left, took everything* *Everything, but the blame.* *When something changed between us* *Our love, just wouldn’t stay the same* *And when she walked out on me* *She took everything but the blame.* *FAITH IN FAITH* *I believe in prayers* *Said in the dark of the night* *I believe in prayers* *Shouted in the broad daylight.* *God brought back the faith* *I’d lost for all that time* *Now, He’s with me, here today* *As he walkd]s by my side.* *Without prayer you can’t survive* *Put your faith in faith* *You got to have faith in faith* *Hang in, don’t compromise* *When the world turns you away* *Have faith in faith.* *I believe what is written* *Here in the book of love* *Red letter words* *Given from above.* *If I lost my faith* *My chances would be slim* *He said all that you believe* *Would someday be with him.* *Without prayer you can’t survive* *Put your faith in faith* *You got to have faith in faith* *Hang in, don’t compromise* *When the world turns you away* *Have faith in faith.* *God’s as quiet as the breeze* *That whispers through the trees* *Sometimes it’s the oceans roar* *The wild surf crashing on the shore.* *Without prayer you can’t survive* *Put your faith in faith* *You got to have faith in faith* *Hang in, don’t compromise* *When the world turns you away* *Have faith in faith.* *JULY THE FOURTH, TWO THOUSAND TWO* *I wonder what those folks would think* *(Those, who wrote our Freedom’s Declaration)* *Would they believe, those happenings* *That have, forever changed our Nation.* *Would they believe, some terrorists* *Are, from our Country, homegrown* *Spreading hate, death, and destruction* *In the Homeland of their own.* *Would they believe our "open door"* *Has ushered in our enemy* *Those who believe we’re evil* *And don’t believe in Liberty.* *What would they think, if they could see* *Crime running rampant, in the street* *Guns, drugs, and homeless people* *And so many more, locked-in, retreat.* *Would they believe, Freedoms treasured* *Have been twisted all around* *To where the criminals civil rights* *Beat the victims, to the ground.* *Would they believe, those voted to Office* *Who we should trust, to guide the way* *Can’t be trusted, most of the time* *To live up to what, they say.* *What would they think, would they rewrite* *And would they take exceptance* *To what we did, with what they wrote* *In The Declaration Of Independence.* *NEVER AGAIN* *I wish they knew me better* *For, they don’t have a clue* *Of, what I am inside me* *Why, I do some things, I do.* *I can be a lot of fun* *If, I am so inclined* *And they’re not always serious* *Those thoughts, inside my mind.* *But, it does make me sad* *When I see some things I see* *When people who deserve it* *Aren’t as happy as, could be.* *I don’t like how some treat* *The people they care for* *And don’t see why some take it* *Instead of walking out the door.* *I know it isn’t easy* *But, it’s a small price to pay* *For a little happiness* *To chase the misery, away.* *Life is much too short* *(Oh, how well I know!)* *To live it in a place* *Where you don’t want to go.* *If people really cared about* *What makes life worth living* *They’d find "it" comes back around* *If they’d practice, the giving.* *But, they think about just "one"* *And take all, they can get* *Then, wonder why they lost* *When, they had a safe, sure bet.* *I’m just as guilty as rest* *But learned, although it was too late* *And now I don’t have a choice* *But to bide my time and wait.* *I’ll never make those same mistakes* *And the one who takes my heart* *Will never, regret the day* *She made a brand-new start.* *‘NOUGH SAID?* *I know that I don’t talk much* *And wouldn’t if I could* *I say the words I shouldn’t* *And don’t, the ones I should.* *That’s always been my problem* *(you think that I don’t know?)* *I always get in trouble* *When, I let my feelings show.* *Nobody can be honest* *Without, paying the price* *Sometimes, a good payback* *Sometimes, it’s not too nice.* *But, the true thing within* *Is, what will get you by* *It’s not the things outside* *That, make you laugh or cry!* *Hearts will break, if you let them* *If, you give them away* *And, life! Will slip right by you* *If, you don’t say what, you say!* *SEVEN COME ELEVEN* *On this day we remember* *That "day of infamy"* *And sadly we understand* *More than we want to see.* *A "sneak attack" on Freedom* *And the American way* *Brought back to reality* *On Septembers’ eleventh day.* *Thousands died in forty-one* *With so many not retrieved* *Resting in their watery grave* *O’er which friends and family grieved.* *Now we have another place* *Known to all, as "Ground Zero"* *Where we have another bunch* *Of, the American Hero.* *Sixty years of times’ passage* *Hasn’t changed the "Patriot"* *Hasn’t dampened our resolve* *To remember, not, forget.* *Those who gave their, "all"* *And those, still yet, to "give"* *Standing for, protecting* *The kind of life, we live.* *The casualties of war* *Don’t always bear a gun* *But, they all are Heroes* *When all is said and done.* *Now, we have another one* *Of those "infamous" days* *With the horrible cost* *That Freedom, often, pays.* *December 7, 2001* *THE BOTTOM OF THE PIT* *They've emptied out the "Pit"* *Of all of the debris* *But, it's still overflowing* *With the Souls you cannot see.* *There's twenty-eight hundred plus* *And friends and family left behind* *Crying out for justice* *For answers of some kind.* *But it seems, there are no reasons* *For such an EVIL deed* *No reason for the horror* *Sown from that hateful seed.* *Some people say their "god" (?)* *Will bless them for their act* *For killing all those innocents* *In their despicable attack.* *But, if there is such a "god"* *He must live down in Hell* *And, if he isn't Satan* *Must be, related to that Devil.* *The God most people know* *Would not condone such a crime* *And will punish those responsible* *When it comes their time.* *He'll send them down into the "Pit"* *And damn them for eternity* *To burn forever with their "god"* *Where they deserve to be.* *UNLESS I LET HER SEE* *There’s still some special Ladies* *But, they are kinda hard to find* *Each one of them are different* *Each one, their "special kind".* *Most of them soft spoken* *With, intelligent wit* *Some of them are pretty* *Some, just a little bit.* *There’s some who laugh out loud* *Some, with a girlish giggle* *Some, who hold their breasts out* *Some, walk with a wiggle.* *There’s every so often* *A good one comes along* *Who can capture my attention* *And put the words to a song.* *When she gets into my mind* *She’s got in there for good* *And to stop the thoughts about her?* *I wouldn’t, if I could.* *But, anyway, I tried it* *And found that wouldn’t do* *I want that "special one"* *To be my other part of two.* *And then senses kick in* *From my logical side* *And tell me those feelings* *Are something, I should hide.* *What do I have to offer?* *(I’ll be damned if I know}* *Not much time or money* *Just this love, to show.* *So, my common sense* *Says, "It will never be!"* *But, I’ll never really know* *Unless, I let her see.* *So, guess I’ll just go on* *With my wishful thinking* *And just keep on watching her* *As I sit here, drinking.*

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