for M*
never been good at it,
picking jobs, careers, wives,
was not one to
outline the steps,
to goals I could not
speak or define
so I bumped this way and that,
knocked down, dusted off, and
meandering, restarted and may,
unexpectedly,
have to do it
once again
once grooved,
let myself be fooled
by myself,
the best ole fooler I trusted,
that my track,
breeze to the back
was bumble free, straight,
planed and planned
and though accidentally,
what the heck
of course it never is...
you could write it all down,
the before, the softer,
the after, the harsher,
and the middle muddle
of visions hazy,
when you are too lazy
to engage
and to those of you
who see it clear,
on yellow pads and blue lines,
write down step one and two,
god bless you
Know though
there is no such thing
as free and easy
from the curves
that come up fast,
so fast that they
strangle you
near to death
or even past it
you can't imagine it,
I know, you can't,
and those who can,
likely no longer need to imagine it
but when you dare do,
clench eyes and make that ugliest rare bird
come to front and foremost
come to mind, you make it
fly to disappear,
to rarefied air,
where it,
you beg stay
and you do some good,
stupidly think you've collected
celestial brownie points that will
preserve and protect,
but in a flash bang
they have expired
just before the when you
needed them most
so go about your business,
but make no mistake,
others are going about it too,
their surprises the kind that
long term planners call disruptive
sure be sensible,
have a nest egg, a will,
good neighbors if you can,
top off the liquids
that life requires to
make the machinery run silent
work hard, pay attention
to the subtle changes
in your environment,
even hurricanes have a season,
and may you have a
go-bag in a closet,
gas in the tank,
for those days that are the
inevitable
works-in-process
but the only long term plan
that will you true require,
the one thing that will
save your neck,
chance you a chance
to defeat the unforeseen,
is not of paper, steel,
or money green,
it is character
I won't define it. You know it,
You make and or destroy it.
every day set some aside,
climb into night bed,
and recall the empathy
granted and given,
and from that,
build your own storage unit
for it won't be a mere rainy day,
but hail and volcano that will
leave you questioning existence
justify why you daily breathe,
and then exhale,
and say,
I go on
for I am of worth
this is long term planning,
survivor's insurance
This the only way to survive,
the days of reckoning
that you cannot reckon,
the days of wreck and tumult
but if you possess
character,
you will go on
ok, ok
what is character?
why it is that exact moment
when overwhelmed by the tumult,
you acknowledge that nonetheless,
you have the what and the wherewithal
to make it better
for someone else.
