Life is a Boxing Match

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“Boxing is real easy. Life is much harder” Floyd Mayweather, Jr.

Boxing Match

The gloves are on
The arena awaits you
From the illusion of winning
Your head is spinning
The chanting getting louder
You’re feeling prouder

The plan was a clean fight
No hitting below the belt
The deal fitting your own self
No more time for flight
The crowd is cheering
You are leering

At the ding of the gong
The fight is on
Dancing around
Pulling punches
No one going down
The referee announces

No one is winning

It is time
To up the ante

The gloves come off
The game now on
You start to scoff
Your mind’s set only on the con
Spitting out words of slander
Sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander

Hair being torn
Nails like thorns
Feeling the scorn
Scratching, screaming
Ending only in
Real blood and tearing

No one is winning

It is time
For plan C

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I Thought My Life Would Include More Impromptu Sing-a-longs

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“I cannot sing, dance or act. That’s never stopped me from doing any of those things”

I Thought My Life Would Include More Impromptu Sing-a-longs

Call me crazy
Or a little hazy
Mostly amazing
And feeling like a daisy

Bursting into song
With the bang of a gong

In the middle of the street
Quick on my feet
On a rush hour bus
Without any fuss

Laughing, prancing
Singing, dancing

A dull working day
Blowing my mind away
Standing in the checkout line
Feeling absolutely fine

Laughing, prancing
Singing, dancing

Call the white coats
And have me committed?
Wouldn’t you rather
join me and admit it
A sing-a-long
Was just the thing
You needed
All along

Row row row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily merrily merrily merrily
Life is but a dream

The Blame Game

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“Being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise” Sigmund Freud

The Blame Game

When you are a lying
On that sofa
Crying
Into a coma
Blaming everyone else
Except yourself

Your mother, your father
Even the family pet rather
Than copping-out
It was your self doubt
Accomplishments gone array
Just because of a high
To have and eat the cake
Soon turned out a fake

Excuses made
For each mistake
“It was not my quirk”
“The dog ate the homework”
“The weather was bad”
“The others made me feel sad”

Stop the blame game
Leave the shame
Look in the mirror
The picture getting clearer
Listen to the gong
Playing the same song
It was you
All along

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Highway to Hell

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“If you’re going through hell, keep going” Winston Churchill

Highway to Hell

You are on
The fast track
The last track
On a highway
To hell

Intensive pressure
Needing a refresher
Competitive pursuit
Of fame and fortune
Dancing to someone else’s flute
May end up a misfortune
If not stopping
Until you drop

The smart life
The simple life
The only life
You should choose
Before your goose
Is cooked
And you will loose
And get hooked

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If There is a Wrong Place and a Wrong Time, I’ll be There

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“Not fitting in just means you’re in the wrong place”

If There is a Wrong Place and a Wrong Time, I’ll be There

A sale of shoes
Small sizes only
feeling bold
Into the men’s section
I wandered
No time to loose
A nice pair of boots
Fitting like a glove
I am in love
A passer by
Asks me to pose
For a picture
To be a feature
In the paper

In my raggedy jeans
Crashing a party
Of the cocktail kind
A piece of a pie
Instructing all to jive
I was an
Overnight sensation
Even without
The proper presentation
Dancing the night away
With a hip and a sway

In my way to a show
My face in a glow
Hoping premium seats to score
Then a let down
All sold out
Feeling like clown
My face in a frown
Life is a bore

Sitting in the entry way
Sobbing
‘Hey lady’ I hear
Can you sing?
In my mind a ding
My heart is throbbing
Without remorse
I join the chorus
Singing my heart out
Without a doubt
The best night
Of my entire life
Despite the lack
Of several facts
I can’t dance, act or even sing

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The Illusion of Multitasking

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“I’m great at multitasking. I can waste time, be unproductive, and procrastinate all at once”

The Illusion of Multitasking

In case you were asking
My answer:
I was multitasking

Procrastinating
Deferring
Until tomorrow
Without a sorrow
Delaying the inevitable
Playing the pivotable
Unproductive
Almost destructive

The illusion
Of accomplishment
Clear as day
In my mind
Everything a play
Nothing accomplished
Nothing adhered
Time is a wasting
That much is clear

It was just the illusion
Of multitasking

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The Label Maker

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“Labels are for cans, not people” Anthony Rap

The Label Maker

Hey you with your label maker!
You like tagging people don’t ya, you faker!
You went right by me and took one look
Stuck this sticker on my forehead without a single hook
I am having a hard time getting it off
Did you think it would make a great perma-label on this spot?

But guess what, you nut
I washed my face with potent soap in a rut
With a huff and a puff
My forehead finally crystal clear and clean again
Luckily without the use of acid rain
And nothing of it sticking to my brain

No amount of glue
Will keep the sticker on my face
Your plan went sadly askew
Or were you just in the wrong place
Memorize this lesson
Into your big fat head
Go find some cans for making the impression
And label some of them instead

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Tea, Earl Grey, Hot

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“Enjoy life sip by sip, not gulp by gulp” The Minister of Leaves, The Republic of Tea

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Slow down
Listen
To the world
Around
Forget
That strife
Just Enjoy
Without a ploy
The simple pleasures,
Purest treasures
Of life

A cup of tea,
Plain and simple
Easy as
Your A, B, C
Soon you’ll see
A dimple
On your cheek
Will sneak

Breathe in
Breathe out
Relinquish
All doubt
Nothing to it
You can do it
Relax a while
It is no guile

Soon enough
The moment
That should have
Forever lasted
Has passed
You are back
On track

Remembering,
Hoping
The moments
Between now
And running out
To the
wide open
Would last
Longer than
A token

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Put Me in a Box, Why don’t You

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“Life is not simple, and people can’t be boxed into being either heroes or villains” Jessica Hagedorn

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Put Me in a Box, Why don’t You

I may no be the hero type
Or match your idea of a villain
You think I am a complete zero hype
Because I caused you a chilling
Just because in your grand plan
I did not win the grand slam
Stuff me in the smallest locker
It isn’t such a shocker

It’s not the obstacle, it’s a mild hindrance
I will seek and find the entrance

Just because

I can never be part of the conventional stock
Always and forever thinking outside the box

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Good God Get a Grip Girl!

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“No tea, no shade honey!” RuPaul’s Drag Race

Good God Get a Grip Girl!

You may
Think
You’re the
Cat’s meow
But let’s see
How you
Really feel
After I
Tell you
About
What you
Actually are

I’m not
Trying to
Come for you
Offend you
Upset you
Or even
Resent you
In any way

But this is
What it is
How it is
Really like

Why
Don’t you
Give yourself
A really good
Look in
The mirror
And tell me
Can you
Get a grip
On it!

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