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Mike Hauser Jun 26
We all start out on a path
Of one way, no looking back
You can have it all in all you have
Me, I'll take mine

Soon enough you see, you need to watch your speed
Not all in life is all that easy
You have a choice to stay or leave
At the Detour Sign

You know you know the way to take
So why all of the mistakes
In choosing of the path, you make
More often wrong than right

But all along, wrong looks so much fun
And before this day is cooked and done
It's bound my friend to eat your lunch
At the Detour Sign

If you'll keep said path straight ahead
Not one iota or turn of the head
To the right or to the left
Then you will be fine

But that's not the way it's made to work
When lessons need to be learned
And them, we learn until it hurts
At the Detour Sign
Mike Hauser Jun 25
Don’t ask me about anything
I try and stay out of what’s happening
Do my best to keep to myself
Leave life’s problems on the dusty shelf

No, I don’t know what’s going on
Either here and now or good as gone
I haven’t got a single clue
With the thought of what or not to do

Don’t assume I have sound advice
Ask me once, I’ll tell you twice
I'm fresh out of new ideas
Who you trying to kid, kid

I rarely care for what's out there
With no clue of who or what they're doing here
I try not to get too involved
In the much to-do of what’s going on

If there's anything, don't ask me
There's not a thing on which I lean
I can tell you straight away
I could care less in the mess that's being made
Mike Hauser Jun 24
never will you find true love
till you first learn to love yourself
if you can't accept this simple fact
how can you expect anyone else
they'll see right through the part of you
that keeps holding you back
how can you expect true love
if you don't first love yourself
Mike Hauser Jun 23
When I need a little pick me up
I start off with a coffee cup
The size of a gallon jug
But here's the deal, it still ain't enough

It all goes down in real time smooth
Puts me in a better mood
To do whatever it is I do
And that right there is the dog gone truth

I remember when I was young
There was no need for stimulant
To get this machine to up and run
To jump the gun on its own

But that was back, as they say
Living in my best hey days
Be it early or be it late
I was always ready, right out the gate

The old me now tends to lean
When it comes to what I eat
On the heavy side of treats
And all the fat points in between

So, when it comes to energy
I **** the snot out of caffeine
Gobble up all vitamin B's I see
Washing them down with energy drinks

Which these days seems to be
Just to keep me on my feet
Crazy as it all may seem
The greatest of necessities
Mike Hauser Jun 22
Those closest to you
The ones who thought they knew
Didn't have the slightest clue
Until the day you took and glued
Birds of a feather to you
Setting your sights on high cruise
Spreading your wings like most birds do
In the blink of a wink off you flew

This all along a part of the plan
Bird on a wing, off on the wind
Taking a chance on the yes, you can
Done with the past that kept you on land
Glue stuck to you with feathers in hand
Change of attitude like the little bird said
With the feeling of free the moment you left
Bird of a feather, bird on a wing,
never to be heard nor seen from again
Mike Hauser Jun 22
We're living in these days at hand
The fall no less, the sin of man
Have caused a stir of fanning flames
In questioning, did God really say?

A sign of the times, this age-old lie
Working ever since our sense of pride
Both as of late and back in the day
To this date, did God really say?

From ancient times to here and now
So many lies that we've lost count
That over time have never changed
Like the one, did God really say?

The serpent whispered in Eve's ear
She must have not heard it clear
That very day paradise went away
With the lie, did God really say?

Man is so pleased with himself
And yet we still swim in self-doubt
Giving the whole farm away
With the question of, did God really say?
Mike Hauser Jun 21
Why do I think that I
Deserve more than the other guy
Acting like it's owed to me
Bought and paid for, mine to keep

Why do I treat selfishness
As if it is mine to possess
It's not enough I want it all
And when it's gone, I ask for more

Why do I hold onto pride
Ever tight for dear life
Afraid to let the people see
When it comes to the real me

Why do I light my angry side
Any disagreement, I try and fight
Pushing back with all my might
Thinking that, you're wrong I'm right

Why do I even think
I deserve anything
Angry at my selfishness
Which in turn hurts my pride no less
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