Different Paths, Same Trip

Grave Path

Power, freedom, responsibility, diminishment, and death
This is the typical journey from childhood to the grave —
If we are granted that much time

Small children see that bigger people have more power,
And they want to acquire it

Teens see freedom as the big prize of the next age:
Freedom to do as they want
With whom they want
When they want

Young adults realize that the next stage for them,
Whether in a job or with a family, or both
Is one of taking on more responsibility.

Adults toward the end of their working years
Realize that physical and mental breakdown
And diminishment of capability
Comes with aging

And, at the end of it all
Is the inevitable

We all travel different paths
But we’re all on the same trip

Follow The Leader

Geese in V Formation

Follow the leader, here you go
Think about this, ’cause I say so
Write about that, it’s what’s today
Care about this, because I say

Fear not if you have no thoughts
I am here to call your shots
I’ll tell you what matters now
Tell you when and what and how

The only arguing that’s banned
Is anything not second-hand
Stay with me, you can be sure
You will know the Cause du Jour

Vexed Sarcasm Land

Vexed Sarcasm Land

Greetings and felicitations!
Here in Vexed Sarcasm Land,
We are having celebrations
That you all can see firsthand.

We’re enjoying our successes –
Jobs and parenting and such:
Please forgive us our excesses;
Just like us, it is too much.

Vexed Sarcasm Land is waiting
For all who would head our way:
Though our revels are abating
V.S.L. is here to stay

Toronto in the Rain

Toronto Rain

Why do we have to go to Toronto?
I don’t know anybody there.
And look – it’s raining, always raining
I wanted Disney and it’s not fair.

Who’s Samantha? My Cousin Samantha?
This whole trip just feels like doom.
Hi. Hello. It’s nice to meet you.
Sure – I’d like to see your room.

Girl, I love that band — you’ve seen them?
Telling me they signed this shirt?
Man, I love this – what do you call it?
50 more? We’ve hit paydirt!

Sam I wonder, do you travel?
You could come down to our place.
I’ve got friends who’d love to meet you –
Let’s ask our moms just in case –

Why do we have to leave Toronto?
I was having so much fun!
I know its raining, its been raining,
Let’s not leave – we’ve just begun…

Follow The Tracks

Life’s a desert, follow the tracks
If you stay one place too long
Soon the fiery sun’s too strong
And with full force attacks

Life is lonely, follow the tracks
To where others also live
Give while you can still full give
And cover up the cracks

No direction – can’t relax –
Leave the deserts sands behind
Let your wondrous way unwind
And just follow the tracks