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What Goes Around Comes Around

What Goes Around Comes Around

The time for you has finally come.

Time to confess what you have done.

You have dodged the bullet long enough.

There is no where you can run.

You feel the bottom fell out for you.

There is nothing else that you can do.

You’re a diamond still in the rough.

But, you have been acting like a fool.

Oh, oh, it is coming down.

It is falling all around.

The sunsets are turning gray.

Nothing left, except to pray.

There is no longer a way out.

Should have taken a different route.

It is hard to take all the blame.

It will really put you to shame.

Is there anything to be done??

You were not the only one.

I remember the day, oh, so well.

Wrong choice made.. Who could tell?

Once it’s made, you can’t turn back.

After that your life is hell.

You want to go back again.

Try not to make that sin.

Shouldn’t have went to that shack.

There is no way now to win.

Oh, oh, it is coming down.

It is falling all around.

The sunsets are turning gray.

Nothing left, except to pray.

There is no longer a way out.

Should have taken a different route.

It is hard to take all the blame.

It will really put you to shame.

Is there anything to be done??

You were not the only one.

——————————–R.W. Johnson (2017)

A Goal In Mind

A Goal In Mind

Yes, I’m coming around again.

I thought you were more than a friend.

We have to try to work this out.

My feelings are hurt, without a doubt.

Why this happened no one knows.

Around and around and around it goes.

We were, are, and always will be friends.

If we go beyond that, it all depends.

If you forgive me, let’s give it a try.

You couldn’t find a better man than I.

After all, we have nothing to lose.

I’m not putting my neck in a noose.

I am not out to hurt or rip you apart.

Let’s make all that clear from the start.

We can be friends and gradually grow closer.

I don’t want it to be like a roller coaster.

Just go with the flow and see where it leads.

Sometimes we can’t see the forest for the trees.

Time together is always a pleasure.

Being with you has become a treasure.

If it is to be,—– it will become.

As for me, you’re the only one.

But, it takes two to tangle.

When you’re ready, we will mangle.

For, two can become as one.

Give it time. It will be fun.

————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

Acheron; An Age Before Time

Acheron; An Age Before Time

The young explorers were in a cave.

They all agreed, they would be brave.

They accidently discovered the entrance.

Opened by tree roots was the incident.

Roots caused a huge stone to roll away.

They spotted it behind the brush that day.

The cave was extremely ancient for sure.

After a while, something odd did occur.

A section of cave seemed to light up.

Not caused by fungus, or other stuff.

Why it was lit up couldn’t be determined.

That was only a small part that concerned them.

There was a small city in the cavern.

Ancient beyond what they could fathom.

They found ancient symbols around.

They copied all of them they found.

Much later, they would decipher them.

Not even sure they were written by men.

Acheron was the name of the city.

How they vanished was a real pity.

This age was ruled by powerful magic.

The positive and negative results were tragic.

Magic from the dark side and from the light.

They used both for all it’s might.

The end result was total annihilation.

Finding this out caused mild elation.

Many scrolls and books were found.

Years of work translating, they were bound

to expose Acheron’s tragic history.

They understood all the mysteries.

This age existed prior to the Bible Genesis.

Acheron, an age not meant to exist.

So much more the 3 wanted to know.

All was destroyed except this show.

Built underground, it withstood time.

Though any life, they didn’t find.

They kept their discovery to themselves.

They found the books with the magic spells.

They debated trying some, or not.

The results they saw made them stop.

There had to be a way to use it for good.

If they could do this, they would.

The 3 spent years searching for an answer.

It became an obsession, like a cancer.

Finally, they thought they had a plan.

Dark and light must be separated, if they can.

The two forces together destroyed the Acheron age.

Taken separately, they might come into play.

Did they dare to proceed with what they had found?

That is a story for any who might still be around.

They said “We’ll never know unless we try.”

But, then again, they just might die.

———————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

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How Legends Are Made

How Legends Are Made

The glassy eyes was a definite clue.

To challenge him would take a fool.

He is high,—– but not on drugs.

He can dominate any thugs.

He is skilled in all fighting arts.

He can easily rip you apart.

The best there is, was, or will ever be.

Enemy’s are smart if they just flee.

Trained from birth, or even before.

18 hour days, say all the lore.

No days off for any reason.

To do less would be treason.

It all came down to this very day.

He entered the arena, as if to stay.

He will fight for the freedom of his people.

It will be shouted from the highest steeple.

If he wins they will be left alone.

If he loses, they will become unknown.

Forever slaves to the taskmasters.

Such a fate would be a disaster.

The horn was blown, the fight began.

He moved like he wasn’t a man.

Defeating easily all who they sent in.

He knew only one thing. That was to win.

His final challenge was the 5 greatest.

Fight them all at once. This was the latest.

The rules changed when they saw he was winning.

Bring them on he thought, while grinning.

His muscles rippled with the strain.

Yet, he moved like a man insane.

They couldn’t lay a hand on him.

There was no doubt that he would win.

That’s exactly what he did that day.

Won freedom for his people all the way.

He became a legend in his own time.

He paid none of it any mind.

He was only interested in just one thing.

The love of his life. He gave her a ring.

For them the story had just begun.

Thanks to the fact that he had won.

———————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

Motivation

Motivation

Long ago, we would take pride.

To climb a mountain to see what’s on the other side.

It seems now there are now more mountains to climb.

Are we done while still in our prime?

Instead of literal mountains, there are others.

In science, space exploration, whatever your druthers.

Search for answers to the unknown.

Answers to mysteries can be shown.

We have much left yet to explore.

Is that opportunity knocking on your door?

Pick a topic and dive right in.

You say you don’t know where to begin?

Research is a good starting place.

See what others have learned to date.

Become an expert in your field.

Whatever it is, there is much to be revealed.

Whether you are touching on things to change the world.

Or, just an imaginary world you bring to herald.

Whatever it is, always do your best.

The results will be excellent, I would guess.

It will make a better man of you.

A better world to slip into.

——————————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

The Mandela Effect

The Mandela Effect

Have you heard of the Mandela Effect?

It seems most people have not yet.

This is what they say it displays.

It is unbelievable in every way.

People remember Mandela as a leader.

The South Africa head honcho leader.

Others say he died in prison.

What do you remember of this schism?

One or the other scenario is right.

To say both are right leads to a fight.

Yet, how can both be right?

It is enough to make you uptight.

Is it a parallel universe crossover?

Has the matrix theory blown its cover?

There is something to be said for all this.

It gives life in general a real twist.

Lots of other things don’t add up.

Usually small things that don’t disrupt.

Can you notice something different ?

Very minor to which you are indifferent?

It’s a very strange world Master Jack.

Funny how this song states this fact.

It is something for us all to think on.

Like some hair is brown and others blonde.

If you think it is all a bunch of baloney.

Don’t feel bad, you won’t be lonely.

But, if there is something to it.

What does it mean? I have no clue to fit.

Just theories, one more mystery of life.

Tension so high you could cut it with a knife.

I will leave further contemplation to you.

Maybe you will come up with a legitimate clue.

—————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

Math Genius

Math Genius

He was an average, ordinary teenage boy.

Then he slipped and fell, tripping over a toy.

He was hospitalized with a concussion.

His accident caused quite a disruption.

Several days later he started seeing numbers.

He could do math without any blunders.

Before, he was an average math student.

Now, at math, he was very prudent.

He did math like a computer in his head.

Finally, he was well enough to leave his bed.

He was tested in many ways.

He never failed to amaze.

He was faster than a super computer.

100% accurate with all computes here.

He did it all in his head without problem.

Any problems given, he would solve them.

His fame spread far and wide.

Soon, he was carrying himself with pride.

He was asked to work for NASA.

“Can you solve what we ask ya?”

He could with no problem at all.

His word would be the final call.

Then, on a manned flight into space.

A problem arose that needed haste.

He was called in to help.

He could solve the problem in time, they felt.

On his way he tripped and fell.

Hit his head hard, they could tell.

When he woke up he knew no math.

He was less than average now in that.

His days of fame and glory were over.

He could not have felt any lower.

He felt like he could flip his lid.

His flame burned out long before his legend did.

Now, he is again an average high school kid.

But, it was great remembering all that he did.

——————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

Here To Stay

Here To Stay

Early in the morning.

By the window, the day is dawning.

Those good vibrations are coming through.

Today, I think I will be with you.

It is growing across the morning meadow.

That brightness that reflects off metal.

And shows me that the time has come.

When you and I will soon be one.

I hear your knocking at the door.

You are finally here once more.

I think today that you might stay.

My life will be better in every way.

You complete me and make me whole.

There is a lot I want you to know.

It might take a lifetime to tell it all.

Not just from spring until the fall.

You are here. I want you to stay.

Then, things will be better in every way.

———————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

Singers And Songwriters

Singers And Songwriters

Singers and songwriters go through depression.

They use it as a form of expression.

They deliver a powerful message from deep in their sole.

They search through emotions and depressing lows.

They do the same when feeling high.

Use it as a source for reaching the sky.

Their songs are meaningful and can touch your heart.

Sometimes the content can tear you apart.

This is part of their creative ability.

To touch your heart with great agility.

You can identify with each word of the song.

The end is coming. It won’t be long.

But, you can play it again and again.

Play it until it is something within.

There is a song in almost anything.

Oh, what joy and beauty a song can bring.

If you have the skill to put such things to song.

You are highly blessed and where you belong.

Never give up on such a gift.

Too many people need the lift.

A world without music is no world at all.

It is a living hell with nowhere to fall.

So, enjoy whatever music rocks your boat.

For me, singers and songwriters get my vote.

—————————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

Little To Say

Little To Say

Chicken in the bread pan kickin out dough.

There is so much more to know.

Hound dog barking up side the hill.

Love is dragging him through the mill.

Yes, he died with a sword in his hand.

Did that make him a better man?

Home is a place where roots are grown.

Someone told me that on the phone.

Have you ever tried to sift your thoughts?

You usually end up tied in knots.

Freedom came to the world the other day.

It didn’t last long cause no one could pay.

Why is there Braille in some drive thru’s?

Is it a joke,—– or am I a fool?

If Gods of old were still alive now

they would say things have gotten foul.

A genius once said that having brains

does very little for his aches and pains.

I can never belong to you.

There are too many other things to do.

The morning after that bloody day,

one tin soldier rides away.

Do you think birds ever wonder why we walk?

If we walk the walk, we have to talk the talk.

All things happen for a reason.

Most things come in due season.

What goes around comes around.

Karma is a bitch, even for clowns.

Did you like what I had to say?

Sorry, but I had very little to say today.

——————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)