Oh, my, my,
I know you wanna
cry, cry, cry
because he sure done you wrong, kid.
He promised forever and ever
but his ever wasn’t that long.
His forever had a however
all you know now is he’s gone.
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II. The Job
There was some loudmouth in Wyoming of all places that had caught the attention of Tony’s newest employer. His recent employer had a billion-dollar multi-faceted company and one large chunk of it was a mining operation in Wyoming. The mine actually housed two sources of revenue. The mining was, in fact, legal and ironically above ground. It employed thousands of locals and was a main industry to the nearby town. The other source of revenue, however, eclipsed the earning potential of the mine. It employed hundreds of people but none of these particular employees ever filled in a W2 form. They were responsible for receiving special shipments from Mexico and rerouting them to various locations in the United States and even up to Canada. Shipments of drugs would come in by the truckload. They would go out in special compartments underneath the mined material in the train cars.
Continue readingNot All Came Home
We sent our boys to fight a war
and then we sent even more.
The cause agreed upon was liberty
to keep us living in the land of the free.
They returned with battle wounds
but if the scar could not be seen it was assumed
their life should simply restart and be resumed
and any pain or hurt should not be shown
because not all the boys came home.
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I. The Phone
The phone had seen better days. But not many. The person who saw it on her morning walk didn’t know that though. At first, she figured it was an old phone that a lazy person just tossed out the car window instead of disposing of properly. “The laziness,” she muttered.
Continue readingFighting the Storm
Not much you can do
when the storm rolls in.
If you try to fight it
you’ll spread yourself thin.
Continue readingOur Fuel
I suppose if we break it down, motivation is our fuel. It’s what moves us and keeps us going. But it is also individualistic. It’s not like going to a gas station to fill up a car. There isn’t a limited selection of pumps to choose from. On the contrary, there seems to be limitless options for each of us. So, how do we find the fuel that works for us? Here are a few suggestions.
Continue readingPeople Out There
There are people out there
who know it needs to end
there is no place hate belongs in.
Continue readingBut are they still together?
I recently rewatched Doc Hollywood (1991). Not to brag but I have seen this movie a lot. I can’t give you an exact number but I can say I know it fairly well. It’s in that sweet zone of familiarity but not overly familiar that I can’t watch it again. Obviously, I am not the same person I was when I first saw it 32 years ago. Life experience has given me new lens to see with. So now, watching these characters who are now younger than me muddle through their meet-cute I have to ask the one question that haunts me from any old movie, “Would these characters still be together today?”
Continue readingChange
A not can’t be taught
unless the why is inside.
A should is only good
if a known reason is the guide.
Continue readingTime to talk about the S—- word
It’s not easy to change a notion. A long held belief that feels true but suddenly isn’t. That’s what happened to the taboo topic of suicide. It was once considered bad form to mention but recent studies have shown that it is actually unhealthy and dangerous to leave it out of conversations. There needs to be the right kind of chatter about it.
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