Life Lessons – Page 22 – Word Smith Wisdom

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)

Fully Assured

I feel the time has come.
I know it’s probably early for some.
But, the feeling won’t go away.
I feel it is here to stay.
Time to do what others won’t.
Some have told me: “Don’t.”
Others say “It is your time.”
Has to be now, while in my prime.
No one has ever tried it before.
Many have just walked out the door.
That will not be me.
I will succeed, you will see.
So, it hasn’t been done before.
There is always the first to score.
It will take all I’ve got.
I know I can hit the spot.
I must have self assurance.
Not to mention much endurance.
So, wish me well. I’m on my way.
I may claim my fame today.

—————–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)

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)

High Hopes

It feels like lightening running through my veins.
Every time you look at me that way, it’s the same.
It could be magic or animal attraction for me.
Whatever it is, I like it, whatever it seems to be.
I don’t know if you are aware of all of this.
Of how you send me into a passion of bliss.
I only pray I am doing the same to you.
If it is no, it could break my heart in two.
But, every indication says the answer is yes.
You have set me apart from all the rest.
I have the feeling I’m into something good.
For once, my love life may turn out like it should.
The little things mean so much to me.
They make me happy and make me free.
I want to soar, like a kite in a strong wind.
I know, inside, you are much more than a friend.
Where this is going, I have no idea.
I am in for the ride & want to still see ya.
If it works out we will both be in 7th heaven.
One complimenting the other like yeast & leaven.
What better way to spend our day,
than doing everything our way.
As the wind whistles through the trees,
so my thoughts are saying please.
Please let this be what I am hoping for.
Then, we will be together forever more.

—————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Past References

I have this feeling that this is wrong.
Long, I’ve waited for you to come along.
When you arrived I was filled with delight.
I said “Thank you God”, with all my might.

Yet, there’s something I have to know?
I am not sure where this is going to go.
True, I prayed for an answer to my dreams.
You appeared to be the one, or so it seemed.

Still, certain things don’t seem to be just right.
Many times you seemed to be ready to fight.
Your defenses were set on high most of the time.
No need for that if you are really mine.

You came with scars and baggage too.
There was a lot that you’ve been through.
So much so it predicts how you are.
You are reacting to the emotional scars.

It is a new game now. Things have changed.
“Different place, different time,” I explain.
Don’t let your past rule your feelings for me.
We have a totally new thing going, you see.

We should set our own path now.
Together we can do it somehow.
The two of us can be as one.
The trip will be, oh so fun.

Then my dreams & prayers can come true.
Not only for me, but also for you.
Forget the past. This won’t be the same.
There is nothing to lose & so much to gain.

—————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

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)

Time Slipping Away

It seems like time kept slipping away.
He decided to change things one day.
After 2 years of research he had it.
A single pill to make him fit.
He popped the pill & time slowed down.
He looked around with a frown.
All seemed normal all around him.
The clock has stopped, he said with a grin.
Then, VERY slowly. The door opened.
His lab assistant was approaching.
It took him 5 minutes to go 10 feet.
It was weird, but pretty neat.
The assistant couldn’t see him move.
He was much too fast to behoove.
To him, the assistant was VERY slow.
He had actually speeded up, you know.
Then, he realized, time wasn’t slipping by.
It was flying by. He started to cry.
This wasn’t the result he was hoping for.
He hoped the change wasn’t for good.
He wanted to slow down, if he could.
Eventually, the effects wore off.
He looked around, with a cough.
He didn’t care about time slipping away.
He decided he kind of liked it this way.
The lesson learned here was very clear.
Don’t rush it. Just kick back and have a beer.

——————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

The Fastest Gun Always Won

Long ago, in the cowboy days,
a fast draw was just a blaze.
If you could draw and fire first,
You would find that you are cursed.

Everyone would be looking for you.
They wanted to be the fastest too.
The way it’s done is to outdraw you.
But, this would mean you’re dead too.

A young lad that I heard of then.
He was so fast, let me tell you friend.
You could not see his draw.
He never missed. He could split a straw.

But, this young lad was very smart.
He wore no gun from the start.
He didn’t want anyone to know.
He was the fastest of any show.

He didn’t want that type of reputation.
To be known as the fastest in the nation
was not his bag of tea.
It was all very simple, you see.

He practiced till he was the best.
His parents were killed by a guest.
Someone they invited into their home.
He was a killer, it was later known.

The lad saw him and knew him by sight.
That’s why he practiced day and night.
Then, he heard the killer was in town.
So, that’s exactly where he was bound.

Before he got there, there was a fight.
The killer was killed in a gunfight.
He realized he could end up just like him.
He decided to put up his guns then.

So, the fastest gun in the West
Will never be known as the best.
At least till he was elected sheriff.
Then, he had to shoot and bare it.

Seldom did someone even try.
They found his speed wasn’t a lie.
Gun in his hand before they cleared leather.
They went to jail for being so cleaver.

In time, gunfights became a thing of the past.
The sheriff was never laid under the grass.
His reputation, be what it may,
became the stories of another day.

——————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Bragging, Or Conceited??

I have traveled far and near.
Being alone, I never fear.
Girls come to me like flies to honey.
No, I don’t have a lot of money.
They just want to be near me.
They know I like to be free.
They may leave, but soon come back.
They know I am where it’s at.
I save them from loneliness.
They long for my sweet caress.
They will do most anything.
To be around the joy I bring.
I don’t have to give them a line.
I don’t play games. I don’t have time.
I always tell them like it is.
They will stay, just for a kiss.
I have had this power over women
since I was just a young one.
Women come and women go.
Yet they want me in their show.
I’m not sure what they see in me.
If I knew I’d let it be.
Such a life is so rewarding.
I don’t have to feel I’m hoarding.
I can be free with my love anytime.
I can make any girl I want mine.
No, I am not bragging nor conceited.
It has been too often repeated.
This is just the way it is.
Still women say: “I want to be his.”
Maybe I should write a book.
I am sure many men would take a look.
Yet, it is nothing I can explain.
I was born this way, but it’s not a pain.

———————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)