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"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music." - Nietzsche
Just thinking…
Poems
Racheal Rodriguez Aug 2020
Not Lucky, I’m Blessed
Racheal Rodriguez
Aug 2020
I’m not lucky, I’m blessed.
I don’t know about you.
Don’t call me lucky,
call me blessed. There’s
a difference between the two.
Luck comes around from
time to time.
Blessings are there every day.
They’re staring you right
in the face.
Luck is something people
seek to find.
Blessings automatically
come your way.
Luck is something that
happens by chance.
Blessings are God’s works.
They’re a part of his plan.
Blessings are things that you
carry with you. They’re there
every single day.
Lucky is something that comes
along, but then it goes away.
Blessings are things that
are permanent.
Luck is something that
is temporary.
Blessings are things which
are heaven sent.
Luck you can’t count
on. Luck you can’t depend on.
Unlike blessings, which you
know they will always be
there. You never need worry.
Luck is something you anticipate,
something which you wait for it
to come around.
Blessings are things that are
automatically there. Every day
of your life they can be found.
Luck is basically good fortune
that happens from time to time.
Blessings are things you are
faced with every day. You
carry them with you for
a lifetime.
Luck is something you consider
to be good that happens
unexpectedly. It may come
around at a time of need.
But what you consider to be
good luck, events can happen
to cause you to see it is just
opposite. It may turn out to
be that what you find to be
good luck, isn’t always what
it seems.
Blessings are that which is
sent from God. They are not
disguised.
Blessings are brought to the
light where you clearly seem them.
They do not hide.
Blessings that are sent from
God, they do not lie.
Blessings are something you
can believe, something you
can have confidence in.
You carry them with you
from the moment your life
starts, up until your life on
earth comes to an end.
You shall carry them with you
even after death, should you
make it to heaven.
I’m not lucky, I’m blessed.
There’s as difference between
the two.
I don’t consider myself lucky.
I consider myself blessed.
I can only speak for myself.
I can’t speak for you.
I’m not lucky, I’m blessed.
That’s all I have to say.
Don’t call me lucky, call
me blessed. God is the way.
It’s not luck but God, who
wakes me every day.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gives me eyes to see the way.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gives me a voice and mouth
so that I may talk.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gave me legs and feet so that
I may walk.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gave me hands so that I
may touch.
It isn’t luck but God,
who does so much.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gives me everything I need.
It isn’t luck, it’s God.
I say it unashamed.
I say it proudly.
It isn’t luck, it’s God,
who gave me a brain for
thinking.
It wasn’t luck, it was God,
who gave me a heart which
keeps me breathing, keeps
me living.
I’m not lucky, I’m blessed,
in so many ways.
Don’t call me lucky,
call me blessed.
That’s all I have to say.
I’ll leave you with that
thought and I’ll go about
my way.
I don’t know about you.
Don’t call me lucky,
call me blessed. There’s
a difference between the two.
Luck comes around from
time to time.
Blessings are there every day.
They’re staring you right
in the face.
Luck is something people
seek to find.
Blessings automatically
come your way.
Luck is something that
happens by chance.
Blessings are God’s works.
They’re a part of his plan.
Blessings are things that you
carry with you. They’re there
every single day.
Lucky is something that comes
along, but then it goes away.
Blessings are things that
are permanent.
Luck is something that
is temporary.
Blessings are things which
are heaven sent.
Luck you can’t count
on. Luck you can’t depend on.
Unlike blessings, which you
know they will always be
there. You never need worry.
Luck is something you anticipate,
something which you wait for it
to come around.
Blessings are things that are
automatically there. Every day
of your life they can be found.
Luck is basically good fortune
that happens from time to time.
Blessings are things you are
faced with every day. You
carry them with you for
a lifetime.
Luck is something you consider
to be good that happens
unexpectedly. It may come
around at a time of need.
But what you consider to be
good luck, events can happen
to cause you to see it is just
opposite. It may turn out to
be that what you find to be
good luck, isn’t always what
it seems.
Blessings are that which is
sent from God. They are not
disguised.
Blessings are brought to the
light where you clearly seem them.
They do not hide.
Blessings that are sent from
God, they do not lie.
Blessings are something you
can believe, something you
can have confidence in.
You carry them with you
from the moment your life
starts, up until your life on
earth comes to an end.
You shall carry them with you
even after death, should you
make it to heaven.
I’m not lucky, I’m blessed.
There’s as difference between
the two.
I don’t consider myself lucky.
I consider myself blessed.
I can only speak for myself.
I can’t speak for you.
I’m not lucky, I’m blessed.
That’s all I have to say.
Don’t call me lucky, call
me blessed. God is the way.
It’s not luck but God, who
wakes me every day.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gives me eyes to see the way.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gives me a voice and mouth
so that I may talk.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gave me legs and feet so that
I may walk.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gave me hands so that I
may touch.
It isn’t luck but God,
who does so much.
It isn’t luck but God, who
gives me everything I need.
It isn’t luck, it’s God.
I say it unashamed.
I say it proudly.
It isn’t luck, it’s God,
who gave me a brain for
thinking.
It wasn’t luck, it was God,
who gave me a heart which
keeps me breathing, keeps
me living.
I’m not lucky, I’m blessed,
in so many ways.
Don’t call me lucky,
call me blessed.
That’s all I have to say.
I’ll leave you with that
thought and I’ll go about
my way.
Susan Wilson Nov 2015
Good Luck
Susan Wilson
Nov 2015
Four-leaf clover, rabbit’s foot, horseshoe from the barn,
Wishbone, even black-eyed peas, all these have luck’s good charm.
Good Luck! We shout to those we know, entrenched in tests of skill.
Good Luck! We hope for those whose hearts are set to climb the hill.
Cross your fingers, close your eyes, make a wish and blow;
Don’t wait too long, wish on a star, good luck is there you know.
Don’t walk under a ladder – No! And don’t step on a crack!
Bad luck is there, be mindful or you’ll break your mother’s back.
Ten long years of luck undone in broken mirror shards;
Your future told of good or bad in talismans and cards.
Luck ‘O the Irish, Leprechauns, and all such magic things;
We’re told of wondrous luck and wealth all these to us will bring.
I wonder if ‘tis luck at all or choices made at will?
Is luck the thing that guides my feet to riches or to nil?
Do I not choose which path to take, decide what’s right or wrong?
Those choices made, good and the bad, to me must all belong.
Not luck, I think, our future rules, but One who bids us well.
In Him we find the choices that will keep us out of Hell.
If suffering comes, tis not bad luck, instead -- a chance to grow!
To understand that He, not luck, is Sovereign of this show.
No lucky charm can truly bless or guide our steps for good;
The look, the sound, the feel of luck deceives us like a hood.
He gives us skill and aptitude to make our own lives bright;
We’ll trust in His design for us and look to Him for sight.
Our future’s too important to trust in lucky charms;
Eternity’s a choice we make, in that we’ll find no harm.
So let’s expect the best from Him, we know He wants to give;
Though life is hard, we need no luck, for in His truth we live.
Wishbone, even black-eyed peas, all these have luck’s good charm.
Good Luck! We shout to those we know, entrenched in tests of skill.
Good Luck! We hope for those whose hearts are set to climb the hill.
Cross your fingers, close your eyes, make a wish and blow;
Don’t wait too long, wish on a star, good luck is there you know.
Don’t walk under a ladder – No! And don’t step on a crack!
Bad luck is there, be mindful or you’ll break your mother’s back.
Ten long years of luck undone in broken mirror shards;
Your future told of good or bad in talismans and cards.
Luck ‘O the Irish, Leprechauns, and all such magic things;
We’re told of wondrous luck and wealth all these to us will bring.
I wonder if ‘tis luck at all or choices made at will?
Is luck the thing that guides my feet to riches or to nil?
Do I not choose which path to take, decide what’s right or wrong?
Those choices made, good and the bad, to me must all belong.
Not luck, I think, our future rules, but One who bids us well.
In Him we find the choices that will keep us out of Hell.
If suffering comes, tis not bad luck, instead -- a chance to grow!
To understand that He, not luck, is Sovereign of this show.
No lucky charm can truly bless or guide our steps for good;
The look, the sound, the feel of luck deceives us like a hood.
He gives us skill and aptitude to make our own lives bright;
We’ll trust in His design for us and look to Him for sight.
Our future’s too important to trust in lucky charms;
Eternity’s a choice we make, in that we’ll find no harm.
So let’s expect the best from Him, we know He wants to give;
Though life is hard, we need no luck, for in His truth we live.
Wayne Mitchell Jr
Jun 2010
No- oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stop trying to get in my pants
No- oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Caught you with your hands in my pants
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Drama-mamamia
La la oh lala
Stop staring I have no pants.
You’ve seen my ugly,
you’ve seen where I ***,
you’ve seen my thing-thing,
Hell no it’s not free,
You’re out of luck
(Luck luck luck, Your out of luck)
Don’t call my mama,
Lady im not your **** man,
Ive seen better loving in a bad movie scene,
Youre out of luck,
Luck-luck-luck
Youre out of luck
(Luck-luck-luck youre out of luck)
**** ***** I don’t want you,
And you know I cant stand you,
Your just so bad, one hell of a chance,
You want my stuff and
All I can do is just wretch,
You and me don’t have a hell of a chance
No-oh-oh-oh-oh
You want my stuff and
All I can do is just wretch,
You and me don’t have a hell of a chance
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no!
You wont get into my pants,
No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
You wont get into my pants.
Stop trying to get in my pants
No- oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Caught you with your hands in my pants
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Drama-mamamia
La la oh lala
Stop staring I have no pants.
You’ve seen my ugly,
you’ve seen where I ***,
you’ve seen my thing-thing,
Hell no it’s not free,
You’re out of luck
(Luck luck luck, Your out of luck)
Don’t call my mama,
Lady im not your **** man,
Ive seen better loving in a bad movie scene,
Youre out of luck,
Luck-luck-luck
Youre out of luck
(Luck-luck-luck youre out of luck)
**** ***** I don’t want you,
And you know I cant stand you,
Your just so bad, one hell of a chance,
You want my stuff and
All I can do is just wretch,
You and me don’t have a hell of a chance
No-oh-oh-oh-oh
You want my stuff and
All I can do is just wretch,
You and me don’t have a hell of a chance
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no!
You wont get into my pants,
No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
You wont get into my pants.
Inspired By Lady Gaga's Bad Romance