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Mike Hauser Mar 2021
We're here to speak of the days
Where so many tend to look away
In the vacant eyes who can count
Mile after mile of tortured smiles

Look around everywhere
These are the days of deep despair

We starve ourselves in our beliefs
And yet don't make a dent
Convictions ripe tossed in the heap
Nourishment that came and went

The hills we climb have changed our minds
These are the days of a different kind

We're open to another's thoughts
As long as they match our own
The only thing clear is that we are lost
Sitting numbly in our homes

In our haste we've lost our way
These are the days that have gone to waste
Mike Hauser Mar 2021
when i look at you
i see life perfect
perfectly fine
everything in line

but what boils
just beneath the surface
when you can no longer hide
and all this comes to light

aparently
you knew how to work it
winking of the eye
telling of the lies

now look at this
pulling back the curtain
took a major dive
went right off the side

goodbye kiss
to your life's lost purpose
try with all your might
still ran out of time
I know a couple (or at least thought I did) whose life seemed perfect, a few months ago she attempted suicide with a gun so she was serious. She did survive with issues. He's now on his death bed with liver and kidney failure from years of alcohol abuse. (You never do know what goes on behind closed doors)
Mike Hauser Mar 2021
I'm a tad bit curious
As to who made up the rules
That I'm supposed to hate you
For what you do or do not do

And you in turn hate me
For what you do and do not see
In my life that does not align
With what you believe

Why can't we all
Just try and get along
Take a chance in this dance
Harmonizing life in song

Can't I just be me
And can't you be you
You and me, free and easy
Living life by our own rules
Mike Hauser Mar 2021
He's always early
She's always late
Sometimes they don't show up at all

Her hair is curly
His hair is straight
She is short while he is tall

She lives for today
He worries about tomorrow
Quizzical at what they both will find

She hums happy tunes
He strums his guitar in sorrow
The difference in them is hard to hide

He prefers to dress in black
She's as colorful as a rainbow
Holding hands as they hold each other up

Different as night and day
In all they do and all they say
But they both can agree on love

He's a bit poofy in the pooch
She's a skinny minnie
Yet like a puzzle piece they coincide

She is soft and quiet
He's as loud as a barroom fight
The difference in them is hard to hide

She is in the slow lane
He is on the fast track
In how they approach a job well done

Different as night and day
In all they do and all they say
But they both can agree on love
Mike Hauser Mar 2021
Do you want to hear
What I've found out
When I think of you
It makes me smile

Gives me a grin
From ear to ear
The way I am
Right here my dear

And something else
That needs be said
I love the way
You hold my hand

Holding tight my right
With your left hand
Gentle yet
With a firm grip

Since I've taken
It this far
You also warm
This once cold heart

I just thought
You ought to know
That all of this
Is going on

And when I think
About it all
It brings about
Another smile
Mike Hauser Mar 2021
When it comes to people
Aren't we all equal
Aren't we all one and the same

Be it upper class lower
Nation or color
All part of the human race

It makes no sense
To see difference
Based on the skin that we're in

When our souls, hearts, and minds
Reside on the inside
Holding the beauty within

Let's not settle on skin
And dig deeper in
Because skin does not a person make

It's more than one layer
It has to do with behavior
That's going to bring us out of this place

Because everyone suffers
When we see only color
In the way our opinions are based

When it comes to people
There won't be a sequel
When we run out of this human race
Mike Hauser Mar 2021
inside the box
each side is folded
each fold is locked
like it or not
each lesson learned
is the lesson taught
you take what they have
they take what you've got
days are hard fought
inside the box
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