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Joshua Adam Jul 2015
A short poem for all of you Special People that don't want to belong. I am a true radical. I am different. No one really knows who I am. Perhaps, this is the way I want it. Perhaps, this is "the real me."

While growing up, I too didn't "belong" and still don't. Freedom is the right to choose. Often others want to impose their will on you. Too often, it seems that external pressures force us to do things which are not always necessarily in our better interests. Peer pressure, social pressures entrap us, and we end up "going with the flow."

I went through my early education with very few friends. They were what I would define as friends of the moment. Sound advice, have many "friends," but find yourself one "true friend." This is the one to call friend for your entire life. With this true friend, you are going to grow in this world. Growing in confidence, in wisdom, in knowledge, in security and in realizing who you really are. They will be the "Real Mirror" whose reflection, in time, you will honestly be able to call your own.

**For all you radicals, there is a time to stand up and shout
refuse to belong to those that choose the easy way out
For what purpose would he decree, when G-D granted us life
if not to stand firm and avoid all forms of strife

I'm a radical, to this I must admit
always looked upon differently, as if I'm unfit
But why follow others who think they suffice
to control everyone else with the roll of their dice

Having gone through a lot, one begins to discern
there's a time for discipline, and a time for concern
Stand up and be counted, you alone have begun
to realize you can be different, and still be as one

All you radicals, to you alone do I salute
your ways may be different, but none could refute
Imagine our world, without you, what it would be
a place where individuality could never ever be Free....
It's OK to be different!
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
There is this old saying we all know, "to be or not to be"? Today, it seems, our society is obsessed with the idea of, "to see or not to see" with life's focus seemingly on nothing but video, internet, movies, television, 3rd generation, 8th generation, and 67th generation viewing capabilities.

Did I miss something, or has the world gone nuts? We have become masters at looking outside, externally. Yet, our generation has become enslaved to externalties (a false temporary escape) without the true direction of seeing ourselves internally. Try and see the "within." The real true internally and eternally you! Why? Because that's what this life is all about. Getting a handle on what and who we are and, more importantly, where we have to go! We can't always envision the "finish line", but we can at least try and see things for what they really are. Not what others, with their own interests in mind, Want to portray for us.

What we think are eyes are seeing is not what things necessarily are. The eyes of the wise man are in his head. Not on his head. In his head. He sees with the internal wisdom that he has from within. And the things we can't always understand, we'll just have to have the faith and fortitude to accept.

To Be What?

We are born, and we die. As human beings we go through many transitions throughout our lives. Some are more readily understandable than others. However, what makes the greatest impact on us is how we deal with these changes. We would all like to know what tomorrow might bring and to prepare for these eventualities. But as time has shown, this opportunity is not always an option. More often than not, we are forced to "go with the flow." Nevertheless, sound advice is to understand and accept that we can't always understand. This is something that we must know and comprehend.

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2bpositive

2bone

2bwithit

2bnone

2bornot­2b

2bwhatIC

2bwhatUR

2bfree

2bgifted

2blame

2bwarm

2bnice
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2binlove

2bwithhate

2baninstigate

2sigh

2cry

2fly

2die

Th­e End

My friend

We can't always

Comprehend.......................................
This is what I would call Bottom Line Poetry. I always did hate having to read between those lines!
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
Where does one go and what can one do, this wife he married is not the same
words of support and love, replaced by abusive words bent on giving you shame
the sun has turned into rain and you're caught, with nowhere to avoid getting wet
ensnared in the web of her discontent, just holding your head down with regret

You look toward compromise, hoping to work things out and make it right
but you encounter resistance, she wants nothing but you out of her sight
as words fall on deaf ears reality sets in, full of contrition and remorse
making matters worse, she's on the warpath, focused on threatening divorce

Looking at your young children, and the tears in their eyes, what they now see
a crushed father, withdrawn from the world, only wanting to take them and flee
but wisdom perseveres and silence overcomes, dumbstruck on what to do
finally acknowledging, love that once was is no longer, your marriage is through

Packing your bags this last time, as reflections of happier times pain your mind
but trusting in G-d gives you the faith, to your predicament you are now consigned
as days pass and the pain subsides, getting a handle on what was once your life
recognizing the impossibility of any happiness in life, when a wife is bent on strife

Not long after I met a woman, the epitome of everything good in the world to be found
a woman full of of kindness whose words, as her love, were nothing short of profound
coming full circle in my life, the challenges and tribulations have left me with no doubt
choose a woman to love that has a truly sincere heart, and a faith in love that is devout
A sad poem regarding an abusive marriage and where it leads. Anyone who has (lived with, and/or) survived an abusive spouse might be able to relate.
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
Echoes we sometimes hear in life, we will never be able to control
reawakening in us a spiritual side, putting us in touch with our soul
much like an internal echo, signaling us, trying to get our attention
Heaven's attempt to stir us up, forcing upon us a spiritual reflection

Echoes always come unannounced, we sense they emanate from within
consciously drawn to this new world, a somewhere we've never been
our thoughts focus us on our past, memories that can capture our mind
sometimes overcome with sadness, needing recollections to be defined

Echoes cause us to relive our past, but they help us to get over our pain
removing sadness and shame, and bringing us into this new domain
examining why we felt so plagued, and searching to know the reason
knowing as human beings, trials and tribulations change each season

Echoes of confusion and pain, replaced by a harmony, an unending joy
thoughts are no longer depressing, peace and serenity never to destroy
the state of mind that we keep, is our true reality where we take shape
but know that our thoughts, this will forever be our test, there is escape

We hear what we want to hear, see what we want to see, this is our power
echoes we choose to hear or to ignore, we alone are the keeper of the tower
the forces of evil are empowered to test us, with these thoughts we keep
so remove them from memory, find eternal happiness, before that final sleep
This is a short poem about those internal echoes, why we have them, and what they mean
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
Fooling yourself with alluring transitory pleasures, this world leads you astray.....


Examining love from all different angles, one can come to appreciate the connection
how it is so often used as the vehicle, by which we share with others our deepest affection
and this love no matter how much we have, never do we seem able to get enough
yet had we been forced to live without it, we would find living in starvation just too tough

This constant need to possess a measure of love in our life, must be part of that divine plan
enabling us to maintain our emotional health, and affording us a way to become a better man
perhaps an additional reason might also be, to share a little of our love with those in need
we can become so lost in our materialistic world, easily forgetting to pursue this noble deed

The greatness of man’s creation exists from within, and lies dormant for us to find
accepting the fact that we are spiritual beings, and the most unique of our kind
innate potential to reach the highest of heights, in the service of our Creator
choosing wisely to do good, while rejecting evil, and thus becoming even greater

Fooling yourself with alluring transitory pleasures, this world leads you astray
fleeting momentary happiness, causes you to believe you are here to stay
furthest from the truth you could never be, because ultimately all will see
when the end of that long road arrives, you too, will be just another deportee

Only with constant toil and unremitting effort, could we think it possible to overcome
to successfully subdue evil that is now a part of you, would be nothing short of awesome
better to consider the end, when your immortal soul will be in need of an abode of its own
what a tremendous loss it would be indeed, for your soul to be left in the dark and all alone
A short poem that discusses focusing on what this world is really about, and how this constant need to possess a measure of love in our life must be part of that divine plan
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
This world of emotions, is where we all really live
a place where we take, a place where we give
our experiences differ, due to the preconceptions we hold
only with a discerning heart, would we feel it unfold

Trials and tribulations, most of our days will we see
if we expect to learn and grow, this will have to be
what is our life worth living, could we ever be free
staying trapped in our emotions, unable to agree

To perceive one's true enemy, is not such a big feat
no need for anything special, you don't need to be elite
just a desire for your honesty, and introspection to meet
a realization that without this, you will never be complete

Break down the walls of your heart, to see what's there
another human being like you, yes, maybe your peer
only bias and negativity, has this world made you immune
you failing to recognize, your obligation to commune

Whether black or white, gentile or jew
unity binding our souls, where are those few?
strife and dissension, this confusion does accrue
to a point of tragedy, which always seems to renew

Yet, we all hold this power, this divine power to achieve
but will you choose to change, or forever remain naive
enemy number one, if by now you cannot perceive
with your own ignorance of mind, do you deceive
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
Without Peace We All Know Where We're Headed......


Give peace a chance, will those of nobility declare
Intelligence of spirit, who could ever compare
Valiantly fighting the evil in the world, unwilling to fail
Earnestly helping those needy, without ever becoming frail

Peacefully sacrificing time and energy without ever reconsidering
Endangering themselves to constantly make a difference
Antagonizing the establishment for an instance
Coming home with battle scars to wear and none to share
Emphasizing they are not heroes, only that "they care"

Angering all others, for showing they disagree

Considering the options with nowhere to hide
Hiroshima and its aftermaths, would never subside
Attempting to disrupt, what those warmongers insist
No necessity to justify, the results do persist
Coming full circle does our world continue to exist
Ending in oblivion, if we don't learn how to desist
A short poem on the importance and need of pursuing peace, and the great nobility of all those that have sacrificed themselves in one way or another to TRY and bring about that peace. As world history has shown time and again, death and devastation on a world (numbers) scale, sadly, are all too real.
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