Pretty Little Horses

Pretty Little Horses

Life was easy and free.
That was life in 1953
That’s the life for you and me.
It’s the way that it should be.

See all the pretty little horses

There was a time when we could laugh.
Have loads of fun playing in the grass.
Riding our bikes everywhere.
Enjoying life without a care.

See all the pretty little horses.

That was back in 1957
It seemed almost like heaven.
Life was easy, & loads of fun.
Plenty of love for everyone.

See all the pretty little horses.

All those days have come and gone.
There is not much now to look upon.
No more longing in my eye.
It is enough to make one cry.

See all the pretty little horses.

So I look at the merry go round.
Faster and faster, it spins around.
All the pretty little horses flash by.
Like past memories, I think, with a sigh.

See all the pretty little horses.

Nothing left, but the horses to see.
Seems I’ve lost the best part of me.
Pretty little horses to carry on.
Beautiful memories, now all gone.

————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Sick With The Intestinal Flu

Sick With The Intestinal Flu

Well, Holy Smokes, land sakes alive.
I never thought this would happen to me.
I have the intestinal flu (gastroenteritis), you see.
It started in the stomach, gurgling and gas.
Before long, I was super bloated, real fast.
It hurt like hell and made me moan.
Nothing was moving. I let out a groan.
Later, it moved to my gut.
Gurgling & cramping. Just my luck.
I only had charcoal capsules to take.
It sucked up some toxins & gave me a break.
Next day diarrhea set in.
Felt like a fire was burning within.
I had a low grade fever from the start.
Kept feeling cold when it was a lark.
Energy level went in the toilet.
I guess the fire within boiled it.
After one day the diarrhea stopped.
Gurgling calmed, as likely as not.
Energy level was coming back up.
Next day, I could barely get off my butt.
This crap is hard to knock out.
I hope you never have a bout.

————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

A Way Out

A Way Out.

The daily stressors of life.
I can’t take it. Too much strife.
Too many wars. Too much killing.
I could fight back, but I’m not willing.
It has all gone to my head.
I never want to leave my bed.
Pollution, plagues, and starvation.
I need more than a vacation.
Earthquakes, volcanoes, and drought.
Things are wrapping up, without a doubt.
Bills, bills, and more bills.
Pay and pay, without any thrills.
Get shot driving across town.
Even be afraid of a clown.
The world is closing in.
It is getting dark from within.
Soon, there will be no way out.
No need to jump and shout.
Many say the answer is prayer.
Yet, it is still more than I can bare.
LOVE is the answer. A special kind.
Agape love,—– I have in mind.
This cannot be given by man.
You can search for it all you can.
It seems to originate with God.
They say He rules with an iron rod.
Yet, things are all screwed up.
We have really gotten into a rut.
But, God hasn’t given up on us.
We can’t do it without His trust.
He is the Way, the Truth, and the Light.
He will lead us through this fight.
The great controversy between good and evil.
God is the good against Satan’s evil deal.
We are pawns, stuck in the middle.
I hope you are dancing to the right fiddle.
I must fight off this mental depression.
There is hope, without exception.
There is a way out of it all.
Have faith in God, that you will not fall.
He will gladly take you through.
The time of trouble is approaching you.
Without Him, you’re down and out.
Satan won’t save you, without a doubt.
Don’t hide in bed or cover it with drugs.
Don’t end it all by ‘eating’ a slug.
Stand up and say: “I’m yours, because.”
“I can’t do it on my own. I need agape love.”

———————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Freeway Shooters Beware

Freeway Shooters Beware

A typical day for me and you.
Ducking bullets as they fly through.
Take a drive on the freeway.
Always go armed. It might be today.
Someone will shoot at you.
But, mama didn’t raise a fool.
You are ready, armed to the teeth.
Your James Bond car is oh, so sweet.
Line them up and fire away.
This is how they want to play.
Rip them every way but loose.
Fire some rounds up their caboose.
Self defense is the name of the game.
Sorry, I didn’t get your name.
But, I sure as hell got your number.
Your car will need a plumber.
It is full of leeks and holes.
Looks like a soaker garden hose.
Think twice about who you shoot at.
They may be ready to come to bat.
They will knock a homer with your head.
Today, you should have stayed in bed.

—————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Anticipation

Anticipation

Everyone was getting ready.
Tomorrow would be the day.
People excited, running around.
Stirring up the dust of the ground.

People have been waiting a long time.
The time was close. Hard to unwind.
Something so big it’s hard to believe.
This was no time to start to grieve.

Preparations have been made for years.
This was enough to bring people to tears.
This is what they all have been waiting for.
Get your house in order. Open the door.

This will be a major change.
There will be no more tears or pain.
Some day we will take it in stride.
For now, it will bring much pride.

People will have to learn to adjust
Others have taken care of the rest.
This will be a fantastic event.
It is GREAT!!, is what I meant.

It will happen just about noon.
It has got to happen soon.
The grand opening is near.
Soon, ‘Wally World’ will be here.

————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Conscience Talking

Conscience Talking

Wherever you go, I will know.
No one steals away my show.
I will always be right behind.
Never try to run. I am not blind.

I will always follow where you go.
A lot of things keep me in the know.
I’m not a stalker and not a leach.
Listen to exactly what I preach.

I can keep you from all wrong.
Look around, but I won’t be gone.
I am always there to guide.
To prompt, push and confide.

You can never run away from you.
It makes no difference what you do.
I am your conscience. Your inner soul.
To follow me should be your goal.

Without a conscience you’re a lost soul.
I’m always there to help you know.
I will guide you down the right path.
Without me you lose. Do the math.

———————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

The Desire Of Man

The Desire Of Man

Somewhere, deep in the heart of man.
Is the desire to do what he can.
To try to overcome his sinful nature.
To have God his care taker.
Total surrender is the only way to try.
With the Holy Spirit as your guide.
Nothing is impossible for God.
It is Him. Not you. That’s not odd.
Who can say they can save themselves?
Can’t be done. Even with the help of elves.
Fall at the foot of the cross.
Give it all to God at all cost.
Christ and God are one & the same.
Only difference is in the name.
If you’ve seen Christ, you’ve seen the Father.
Some have asked “Where is the daughter?”
It is doubtful gender makes a difference.
Be He a prince—– or a princes.
The Holy Spirit is an extension of Him.
The Holy Spirit can lead you from sin.
Lead you to total surrender.
The law of sin in the flesh can render
an action contrary to Christ.
It can be covered by His blood sacrifice.
His righteousness will cover your sinful nature.
Leaving you perfect. He took your place here.
What more can we ask at such a price?
To even think we deserve more isn’t nice.
Through His power, we can overcome.
Total surrender means we are one.
We become a new creature in Christ.
He is the one who paid the price.
We deserve all He was given.
Yet, He tells us we are forgiven.
I am unworthy to be in His presence.
His rightness protects me hence.
Oh, wretched thing that I am.
I only desire to be with Him.

———————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

The Coffee House

The Coffee House

Feeling down and all strung out?
Wondering what it’s all about?
I was in The Coffee House again.
Feeling good on my favorite ‘gin.’
Not booze, just really good coffee.
Despite the fact I often had to pee.
When down and out, coffee helped.
I would toss it down like taking a belt.
Coffee would give me energy.
I felt like moving.—– I felt free.
Like a heavy weight was lifted off me.
Despite the fact, I often had to pee.
What does coffee do for you?
Is it a ‘pick me up’ for you too?
Coffees come from everywhere.
In certain places, coffee is better there.
Find your favorite and drink it down.
Before long, you will be all over town.
The best place is in The Coffee House.
Drink your coffee and use your mouse.
Free WiFi for all coffee drinkers.
Good for the dreamers and the thinkers.
There is often entertainment too.
Someone will play music for you.
Or, maybe, there will be a poetry reading.
Welcoming you with a friendly greeting.
So, if you’re a little down and out.
The Coffee House is what it is about.
Come on down and have a cup of brew.
‘Nectar Of The Gods’ brewed just for you.

————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Start All Over

Start All Over

Seems I’m surrounded by jokers and liars.
They believe T V, radio, & what’s on the wires.
The truth is out there, but it’s hard to find.
Look long enough & it can blow your mind.

This cacophony has become a way of life.
Constantly jostled, both me & my wife.
Told this ‘garbage’ here & that ‘bs’ there.
Is there no truth out there anywhere?

We have to start all over.
Start all over.
We must be much bolder.
Things can’t get much colder.
Start now, before we get older.
We have to start all over.
Start all over.

We have to search till we find truth.
Not talking about The Fountain Of Youth.
The truth of it all, without any lies.
We may find a ‘big’ surprise.

There is lies in almost everything.
This is the worst mess I’ve ever seen.
Get jerked right, then get jerked left.
It is all lies. My mind is set.

We have to start all over.
Start all over.
We must be much bolder.
Things can’t get much colder.
Start now, before we get older.
We have to start all over.
Start all over.

We found the truth. Praise the Lord.
All who want can come aboard.
We are headed for the promised land.
We found truth in His loving hand.

We can cut right through the lies.
The ‘truth’ has opened our eyes.
The ‘truth’ as it is in the Lord.
It exposes the lies of the hoard.

We got to start all over.
Start all over.
We are now much bolder.
Things will not get colder.
We accepted now, before we were older.
We got to start all over.
Start all over.

——————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)
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Political Devolvement

Political Devolvement

I went to a political rally last night.
A tussle broke out turning into a fight.
Several ended up bloody and bruised.
There were arrests that happened too.
The end result was not productive.
It was nothing except disruptive.
They didn’t prove any points at all.
Except to show they have some gall.
No one changed how they felt.
Many just wanted to give them a belt.
They should say it in a non violent way.
Find someone who supports what they say.
Have them run for office some day.
They could then support their effort.
Let them make their claim unfettered.
That would be the American way.
Are things that much different today?
Come on folks. We are all Americans.
Don’t sell us short. Share with them.
Help us all to come together.
We can survive this stormy weather.
Freedom of speech is a special right.
Don’t drag it down anymore tonight.
Let’s keep alive the American dream.
Let’s make peace and stop being mean.

—————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)