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Something Worth Looking Forward to.

Something Worth Looking Forward To

Life is good when you’re feeling no pain.

You’re not sick, blind, deaf, or lame.

You have energy. You feel great!!

You’re not underweight nor overweight.

Just look around at life in general.

You are blessed way beyond the minimal.

Look at the colors in nature all around.

look at all the pretty flowers that can be found.

Look at nature’s bountiful life everywhere.

Animals abounds in the sea, land & air.

The beautiful ground fauna overflows.

The water in lakes, rivers, & waterfalls.

The beautiful oceans raging & rolling.

The rain that falls to keep things growing.

The forests & trees, the buzzing bees.

All were made for you and me.

By the creator God who made it very good.

He wanted to make it perfect, like He should.

Only one thing prevented it being so.

Sin entered and spoiled the perfect show.

But, in the end, God will make it new again.

This time perfect with no trace of sin.

————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Gold Digging Bitch

Gold Digging Bitch

Walking on the wharf, I spotted her.

She was reaching for what wasn’t hers.

She was headed for pier thirty four.

There was the yacht, tied up as before.

She went on board & then below deck.

The yacht wasn’t hers but, what the heck.

She was looking for the yacht’s owner.

She wanted to know why he hadn’t phoned her.

She was just a gold digger at best.

She was no better than all of the rest.

The man was married with children.

It didn’t matter since she would kill him.

She would over dose him on heroin.

She didn’t want to take care of him.

She would dump the body way out at sea.

Then she would say “He meant nothing to me.”

I had a feeling she was up to no good.

I followed her, just like I should.

I had dealt with her kind before.

I knew it before she went in the door.

I over powered her as he lie dying.

Turned her into police. She didn’t try lying.

Now she is serving time for her crime.

His family, without him, spends much time crying.

I shake my head at what she has done.

I’m just so glad I wasn’t the one. ————–R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Scheming Ways

Scheming Ways

Every evening you come around with your cloak of lies.

Half-believing, I sit & listen as you offer up the prize.

Give up the act, my friend, I don’t think you’re worthy.

There is no way you can be an angel of mercy.

Imitations of the good life were your stock and trade.

Poor imitations, you run for cover as they start to fade.

You play the game well. You’ve got the knack.

With your hand in the till and a knife in my back.

You’re a space invader of my privacy.

A tricky trader in webs of fantasy.

Sorry, the bank is closed today.

Find another way to earn your pay.

You can never be an angel of mercy.

Your more like a robber, so curse thee.

You steal not only financial gain.

You steal hopes & dreams, only sorrow remains.

My door is closed to your scheming ways.

With you out of my life there will be better days.

You do not seem to see what you have done.

Some day you’ll wonder. Was I the one??—-R W. Johnson—–(2014)

More Than Good Looks

More Than Good Looks

I remember the night clear as a bell.

The night we first got cozy enough to,— well—-.

The moment I removed my shirt for more.

Your smile fell straight to the floor.

Haven’t you seen a man like me before?

I didn’t mean to shock you to your core.

My body is covered with ugly scars.

More of them than there are stars.

I was tortured. That was my fate.

I was an undercover agent, mate.

No, despite it all, I didn’t talk.

So, in the end, they let me walk.

Thank God, they didn’t touch my private parts.

Or else I might have sang like a lark.

Why I was released, I have no idea.

They just turned me loose & said, “I’ll see ya.”

But, they won’t ever see me once more.

I quit the service as soon as I walked in the door.

I was hospitalized for weeks & nearly died.

They couldn’t tell if I was dead or alive.

Somehow I managed to pull through.

It was enough for me. I ain’t no fool.

It took you some time to get over the shock.

Other girls couldn’t and left me to rot.

Later, you accepted me for who I am.

I am more than good looks. I am a man.——R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

A Soul Sickened Beyond Saving?

A Soul Sickened Beyond Saving?

Oh, the sweet addiction

of forbidden fruit.

Oh, the strange affliction

that has taken root.

It is worse than the cancer.

The cancer of the soul.

The curse of the necromancer.

There is nowhere he can go.

The one who is afflicted

with desire for forbidden fruit.

Is someone who is addicted

to the desires of his root.

Be they young

or possibly married.

They are among

the ones he carried.

Carried off to a place in hell

A place no one should be.

There, his mind does dwell.

There is much for him to see.

He does things that are twisted.

That no human should desire.

In the ‘book’ he is listed

as maybe first into the fire.

There is no help for one so sick.

So demented in his head.

Everything he thinks is twisted.

Better he wasn’t born instead.

If you know of one such as he.

Avoid him at all cost.

If not, you will never be free.

A living nightmare you have wrought——-R. W. Johnson—–(2014).

Love Is A Scam?

Love Is A Scam?

Long ago there was a man

who thought love was just a scam.

Who needs love to survive?

I don’t need love to chuck & jive.

I can go and do it all.

Love will only make me fall.

His beliefs became so extreme.

He didn’t care about anything.

He didn’t care if babies died.

His mother died & he didn’t cry.

People asked him what was wrong?

He said love’s a scam. It won’t take long

for all the emotions to come on strong.

Just ignore all of loves mistakes.

Don’t get sucked in is all it takes.

People dying is part of life.

Never let it bring you strife.

So your ‘lover’ breaks up with you.

There is nothing he can do.

If you’re not sucked into the scam.

You can walk away like a man.

Love triggers many accompanying feelings.

Often these can leave you reeling.

Live a life almost stress free.

If you’ll only do like me.

Then, one day, he was hit by a car.

It was life or death with a lot of scars.

He started feeling really scared.

Should he voice it, if he dared.

Then he told a really understanding nurse.

She gave him comfort. She didn’t curse.

She read the Bible to him when she had time.

After a few verses he saw his crime.

God was love, as pure as it can be.

It was no scam, he could now see.

If you love another it’s just like God.

Spreading love around is in no way odd.

He left the hospital a different man.

He said I will do all I can

to spread love to all in every way.

He is still doing that today.

He is the pastor of our local church.

He loves all who come to church.

He would never turn anyone away.

He says love is the only way.——————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

Always Concerned

Always Concerned.

Why couldn’t she understand?

It is easy for a man.

We deal with it everyday

There is no extra time to play.

A woman doesn’t have to deal with this.

She can live her life in bliss. While a man must deal with it everyday.

There is little more that I can say.

Sure, we act as if nothing is wrong.

We just go about singing our song.

But, deep inside, we are concerned.

Based on everything we’ve learned.

it’s going to be a problem, no matter what.

We say a little prayer just for luck.

Then we go on as if nothing was wrong.

But, sooner or later it will come along.

There is no way to get around it.

It is always there chomping at the bit.

Maybe things will work out all right.

Hopefully, there will be no fight.

In the end someone will win.

Either way, it’s not a sin.————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

It Comes On A Stick

It Comes On A Stick

It is really quite a trick

to eat your candy from a stick.

You can eat a hotdog on a stick.

Even cotton candy does the trick.

Even sic kabob is on a stick.

But, some things just don’t fit.

Ice cream bars do the trick.

Marsh mellows even fit.

It may be odd to eat from a stick.

If the food falls off you have a fit.

But, it is an acceptable lick.

To consume some things from a stick.

Never try it if it is lit.

You just might end up burning a lip.

Sometimes, if it’s on a stick.

You can use it as a handle to dip.

So, no matter what you get.

I think that you will enjoy it.————-R. W. Johnson———–(2014)

What To Do?

What To Do?

Do you say to yourself each day.

I’m going out to save the world today.

Probably not, if you’re like most folks.

Easier to stay home herding goats.

But, think awhile about what I’ve said.

No problem. You can do it in bed.

Is there something you can do

to make the world better for me & you?

Maybe it’s a letter to the editor.

Maybe it’s helping the sick feel better.

Maybe it’s a missionary project to do.

There has to be something that comes from you.

If you’re lucky, a Wal Mart greeter.

Or, maybe just be a little sweeter.

Not to just the ones you know & love.

To anybody not mentioned above.

Just a smile will go a long way

to help someone have a better day.

There is a lot of other things you can do.

I should not have to name them all for you.

Work on it in your spare time.

You don’t have to spend a dime.

If you need examples, read the Bible.

Read about Christ’s life. He is liable

to make that change in you.

So you can ‘improve’ the world too.———-R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

It Is Only Me

It Is Only Me

If you ever wondered who it could be?

More than likely, it is me.

I don’t try to be more than I can be.

I am satisfied to just be me.

I may seem different at times, you see.

The reality is it’s only me.

There are many sides of me to see.

But, in the end, they all are me.

It is me

and only me.

I am all that

I want to be.

I may not be

the one you

want me to be.

I can only say

sorry, you see.

Cause in the end

it’s still only me.

I like to think that I am free.

Just as free as I can be.

Yet, what others do influences me.

So I guess I’m not really free.

Still, I am all I want to be.

You may or may not learn from me.

That is all o.k. with me.

I don’t claim to be a learing tree.

A tree to hang your troubles on.

Or, provide shade until you’re gone.

All I claim is I am me.

I am all I want to be.