Complaints

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Complaining, Poem

I complained, complained a lot
About all the things that I never got
And felt I deserved, timely, without stress
I complained in all the ways that I could express…

Then I saw out there, men without teeth
Men gone mad, like a sword without a sheath,
Men who had reason to curse unto hell
Men who couldn’t speak, men who would just yell…

I saw them break, and crack and scatter,
Become dust and fly in the winter wind
I saw their bloody tears, saw their teeth chatter
I saw them confess, for all they have sinned

Now I completely understand, their reasons to cry
Now I no longer need to ask God why
Now and then, I complain, loudly and sore
To give me the strength to face life, God why didn’t you before?

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Yesterdays…

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New year, Poem, Yesterday

Yesterday was but another year
Yesterday was but a blot, a mark, a smear
Memories, shame, successes before
Yesterday, a mirror to what is in store

Days, eighteen score and five
Days, when you felt mostly alive
Yesterday, we toasted all of them so
Yesterday, we watched them all go…

Work, play, all stories in the way
Of whatever pleased you yesterday
And flashes of failure, of losses and tears
Yesterday, it washed away some of your fears

What difference did it make, that sunset, yesterday?
Did not the sun rise again, did not you pray?
Why must we fuss and muss and cry and celebrate?
Why must we wait till New year’s Eve, to banish all hate?