My Principles Are Not For Sale!

This poem is dedicated to all those secret, righteous souls, the silent minority (and heaven alone knows who they are) who guide their principles of conduct, whenever their evil inclination challenges them, by the credo "G-d is watching." They do what is right, unimpressed with what "everybody else does." They readily hold their lip, and bow their head to maintain this "peace" in G-d's world. To them, know, this is their holy sacrifice--a sacrifice to G-d, on his very Alter (our world).


Surviving adversity, it is really against the odds
that you'll still stay normal with your full deck of cards
Like many a cause that you know have a price
where principle is concerned, you're ready to sacrifice

There is right and there is wrong, you don't need to belong
your principles are just, they have made you headstrong
No rhyme and no reason can sway you from this cause
because you've pondered its justice and have found no flaws

Shouts of anger and negativity galore
you are now tasting just what is in store
What words could you offer to those limited in thought
when all is finished, would it be your wisdom they sought?

Words of the heart enter the heart, when all else fails
it's not a bad place to be, when addressing another's ails
To overcome adversity there is not always one solution
but it can never be found in starting a revolution

In final sum, it seems like the rule of thumb
better to negotiate that peace and then some
For the alternatives are all to clear
why perpetuate hatred and fear
so put aside your differences
and find a world wishing to care

I used to be normal, just a regular kind of guy
then I felt empty inside, with no reason why
I searched near and far, for some answer to know
how come I feel this way, how come so low?

In time, emptiness led to sadness, a fire to burn
a plague called depression, in me, now found its turn
Feelings caused me to be distraught, a daily job I fought
so into my own world I now ran, to take refuge I sought

These feelings of loneliness, can't always escape
they shatter my soul when they escalate
Perhaps this is why, I so need to find
that special one, who is exceptionally kind

How I dreamt of her at every turn
this fantasy alone, to it did I yearn
Until a day came, a day like no other
I saw her next door, I began to shudder

So this girl next door, something about her caught my eye
she was not only my solution, amazingly she lived so nearby
I saw in my heart, this special way she possessed
when I thought of her, I was no longer depressed

That was fourteen year ago, exactly four kids ago today
so I thought to give my wife this gift, in a very special way
A poem from my heart, to this special girl, once next door
who has removed my depression, it exists no more

To my dear wife, how much I owe you on this special day
for all this joy and this happiness in life did I pray
That plague once called depression, has been replaced with four
in whom you know I will forever, forever adore......................

Whispers of Love, they come in the still of the night
carried on the cool breeze, their being ever so light
promises of love echo, as birds flying high above sing
where hearts bound as one, will forever lovingly cling

Whispers of Love, they come from those giving hearts
softly floating from body and soul, waiting to impart
a heart once sad, elevated, with depression to depart
life's ultimate meaning, a long awaited love to start

Whispers of Love, they really come from G-d above
we are only messengers, giving each other His love
unique contentment, found in the fidelity of the dove
a unity of which devotion and trust are really made of

Whispers of Love, emanating from a heart wishing to share
a man and woman carefully choose a partner in whom to care
whether for good or bad, better or worse, together to the end
a world of love to bestow, on the wife in whom you can depend

Those Whispers of Love, are really desires from way down inside
earnestly hoping for that one soul alive, in whom you can confide
so when you start to hear those soft whispers, remember to smile
because your love is now to begin, as you walk her down the aisle

It started out as any other day, none could ever know
the lesson I would soon receive, or where it would flow
a day fishing in a nearby pond, with my rod to throw
not long thereafter, I was staring at a fish now in tow

As I reeled it in, this fish was so small and docile
I failed to consider my actions, it was just so fragile
pulling it out of the water, flying smack into a nearby wall it went
my catch was now dying, my conscience feeling a little torment

Carefully taking it off my hook, I threw it back in the water
feeling guilty, as if having just committed a major slaughter
I was seriously focused on this dying fish, asking myself why me
only soon to realize this was a lesson, perhaps a heavenly decree

Taking its last breath in the water, the fish then began to flow beyond
slowly heading toward the wall, where water was spilling out of this pond
coming to the edge of the pond, a small wave threw this fish over the wall
watching what was going on intently, down the wall it did now fall

One peek over that wall, and I could now clearly see
a whole bunch of large branches near this one big tree
amazingly this one long branch seemed to begin moving
And as I saw this snake advance, my perception was improving

Spellbound, watching this snake attack, his mouth opened wide
before me it devoured its food, knowing now why this fish had died
although accursed this snake may be, His creature G-d would not forsake
unknown until now, with my actions fulfilling His will, did I now partake

"G-d opens His hand and satisfies the needs of each and every creature"
my prayer every day, declaring G-d's abundant kindness His known feature
no accidents exist in this world, plan and purpose are really visible to all
let us first incline our hearts to look, and we too may hear this heavenly call

Those petals, she loves me, she loves me not
this is really a train ride, but when will it stop
enough is enough, love is nothing but a crock
it comes and goes, like the ticking of a clock

So much has been written, you would think it's gold
they seek after it everywhere, love spreads like mold
laugh with it or cry with it, but no one really ever knows
if and when it will take root, and into whose life it flows

Love is blind and has no date, sometimes to starve or satiate
it can be sincere or lay in guise, causing jealousy to instigate
as white as snow, or as black as charcoal, her colors change
impossible to determine, a full gamut of emotions is her range

She loves me dearly, and with this fact I do now know
perhaps you'll call me a fool, because I just trust her so
hopefully that day will come, when the truth will show
because of this care for me, my love had where to go

I was wrong when I said that love is a crock, it must surely be greater than gold
but sometimes being human we remain blind, until love upon us will take hold
so don't be afraid to pursue your dreams, for a girl's heart your love will yet find
a chance to forever become complete, and a unique love which is one of a kind

Standing here alone, before me is a faceless enemy that I behold
brought into this world, hoping to affect my life as time will unfold
deeper meanings exist, to be understood only by a discerning soul
as battles rage to conquer desires, and to once again gain control

Beyond all imagination exists a world, a place where words still sing
a world which brings people together, unified in peace under a king
utopia now has a place to call home, no longer will people be at war
new hearts will be given to men, and once again, love will we restore

Night has been transformed into day, laws of nature no longer rule
hearts of the wicked have been destroyed, never again to be cruel
my tears have since dried, and the destitute once again have hope
dreams for a better life do we now hold, learning just how to cope

In the middle of the night, the moon's reflection breaks forth, what a site
the world rejuvenates, watching the sun as she reaches her new height
watching the wind blowing gently through her hair, the sun now falls
only to be reminded, my love has gone, the sun beckons with her calls

Even in our darkest hours, there is hope as we search for our own salvation
we perceiving the Light of God Amidst the Darkness, for we are His creation
never give up even if the situation becomes desperate, help is close at hand
only first we must come to acknowledge, those are our footsteps in the sand

When you find yourself at the end of your rope, you better take your cue
God has brought upon you a lesson to be learned, a lesson just for you
man will yet rise above, having the ability to change his selfish ways
only then will he find eternal peace, before reaching those final days

There is a time for love, you have the freedom to choose
there is a time for hate, but you will be forced to abuse
there is a time for peace, where differences are put aside
a time to even the score, differences that now lead to war

There is a time to laugh, because your heart has been tickled
and a time to cry, you, having been made emotionally crippled
a time to sigh, when you tire from having to fight the entire world
a time to die, when to that beautiful light your soul will be hurled

There is a time to choose, the time is unquestionably now
there is a time to negate, when your sin you wish to disavow
there is a time to confuse, to escape from those who are cruel
a time to stay at home, undesirables waiting for you at school

There is a time to run, because you can no longer hide from fear
and a time to hide, when your fear has overcome, it is very near
a time to have fun, the only way to drive worry from your mind
and a place for time to abide, now that evil has been put behind

A time to choose, defining your outlook on life, all people are brothers
having the ability to foresee consequences, our actions have on others
the element of hope has real meaning, those wishing life, if they choose
by reaching deep inside their hearts, and upon us their love they infuse