Life Lessons – Page 44 – Word Smith Wisdom

Love Needs More

Love Needs More

I am feeling like some circus clown.

She has turned my world upside down.

It was a roller coaster ride to hell.

At times things were really doing swell.

Then, our relationship crashed & burned.

You left and acted so unconcerned.

What do you expect from love?

All white & fluffy like a turtle dove?

Or down and dirty like mud wrestling?

Keep it brief!!—– Just a little fling?

That’s not the way it is, I fear.

When you’re ready for love, I’ll be here.

Then I thought about what I said.

It touched something in my head.

God has made this thought very clear.

If you’re ready for love, then I’ll be here.

Tears started flowing from my eyes.

Oh, how I hated the deceit and lies.

A world ruled by sin is a miserable place.

I need you God to give me your grace.

I need forgiveness for my sins.

I need your love through thick & thin.

Perhaps a relationship with you in the middle.

Can make me feel as fit as a fiddle.————R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

Fire And Ice

Fire And Ice

Is living with my wife paradise?

Or, am I caught between the fire and ice?

Is she the way she supposed to be?

I often felt it wasn’t right to me.

The fire is an emotional outburst of explicative’s.

Now, you can see just how sick it is.

The ice is the deadly silence that follows.

Makes you feel like your hung from a gallows.

Is this paradise?

Caught between the fire and the ice.

Is this the way it supposed to be?

It just doesn’t seem right to me.

It could happen at most any time.

I don’t believe the fault is always mine.

I sometimes feel like I’ll come unglued.

But, I say no!!– I will not be fooled.

I know I’m living in paradise.

Caught between the fire and the ice.

This must be what it supposed to be.

Because I know she really loves me.———–R. W. Johnson—-(2011)

The Dark Meets The Light

The Dark Meets The Light

I was wondering about a lot of things.

Life is more complicated than it seems.

I started checking out secret societies

It started giving me ” I” disease.

I checked out mystics and the dark arts.

It all made my head ache & my eyes smart.

I checked out new age and all it’s wonders.

Comparative religions and .other blunders.

There was UFO’s and parallel universes.

Time travel and magical verses.

I’m going mad. The dark is closing in.

Is there anyone who can help me from this sin?

Help me. Help me out of this dark.

I feel it squeezing, stopping my heart.

I can only see what’s right in front of me.

There must be something to set me free?

Too many churches and not enough truth.

Too many people. They act so aloof.

Too many mountains & not enough stairs to climb.

Too many secrets to learn and not enough time.

I studied more but, I learned less.

So many things were only a guess.

Wise men will tell you look over there.

When you do it leads to nowhere.

Drugs messed it up worse than they say.

I tried herbs and the natural way.

The answers were elusive. It didn’t come.

I searched and searched till I felt rum dumb.

I tried crystals, message, oils, and yoga.

None of it worked, I should have asked Yoda.

Some said Indian medicine men was the way.

They wouldn’t give me the time of day.

Help me. Help me out of this dark.

I feel it squeezing , stopping my heart.

I can only see what’s right in front of me.

There must be something to set me free?

Too many churches and not enough truth.

Too many people. They act so aloof.

Too many mountains & not enough stairs to climb.

Too many secrets and not enough time.

I tried to meditate. To free my mind.

I practiced out of body travel to save time.

I chased rumors of aliens here on earth.

I found none but, gave all I was worth.

Hypnosis had nothing to offer.

It was no better than the books author.

Fortune tellers and tarot didn’t work.

Even LSD just left me to hurt.

Then, late at night, as I prayed for an answer.

A small quiet voice said “I am the answer.”

“I have been here all the time.”

“Don’t you know you have always been mine?”

——————————————————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

Watchman, What Of The Night??

Watchman, What Of The Night??

Watchman, what of the night??

Are we headed for a dreadful plight?

Things are not well, we are aware.

There are rumors in the air.

We have banned God from schools .

Are people no longer allowed to choose?

The government limiting our constitutional rights.

Enough of this and people will fight.

Are we sliding into socialism with communism not far behind?

Such thoughts or talk is enough to blow your mind.

Is the government telling women to get abortions?

Fighting such thinking can cost a fortune.

Can we own guns? A constitutional right.

Or, will they be banned so we can’t fight?

Murder is wrong. Self defense is a not.

Better to shoot back before you get shot.

Freedom of speech is a precious thing.

Forced silence can make you scream.

Freedom of religion is most precious of all.

If that is banned this country will fall.

Watchman, what of the night??

Is the final days finally in sight?

Things look bad on every front.

It’s enough to put one in a funk.

But, as we see prophecy unfold.

We know it’s true what we were told.

Surrender to God with all your heart.

He promises you will never be apart.

He will carry you through the time of trouble.

As safe as if you were in a bubble.

Your food and water will be sure.

It can be done, if your heart is pure.

It won’t be easy but, faith will prevail.

Weather in caves or even in jail.

God will seal you with a seal in your mind.

You would die before sinning at this time.

You will end up going with Him.

To heaven and beyond, safe from sin.

What better reward can there be?

Than to be with God for eternity!!———–R. W. Johnson—–(2012)

Is There No Time?

Is There No Time?

There is time to do what you really want.

There is time to play, time for love,

Time on the computer if you want.

Time to bird watch. See the dove!

Always time for whatever comes up

If not, time can be made as needed.

It’s almost like we are in a rut.

So busy you missed Him as He pleaded.

No time for God. There’s so much to do.

There is no time for me and You.

You plead and I, always, find excuses.

Don’t You ever wonder what the use is?

It seems, I always find time for others.

Why not time for my heavenly brothers?

There is time to work and pay the bills.

Time to pray only to ask for help.

Drive like crazy no matter who it kills.

Got to get there before I melt.

Pray again for cool air, if it’s His will.

Things are always done in a rush.

Run like mad to get it all done.

Yet, there’s always time enough.

It all fits in at the end of the run.

No time for God. There’s so much to do.

There is no time for me and You.

You plead and, always, I find excuses.

Don’t You ever wonder what the use is?

It seems, I always find time for others.

Why not time for my heavenly brothers?

Time marches on and you grow older.

You wonder where all the time has gone.

You think of it all and you grow colder.

Was there something forgotten with the dawn?

Something is missing in your busy life.

You try to think just what it is.

Then, as you gaze at your lovely wife.

It’s God!! I forgot to make me His.————R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

A Time For Thinking

A Time For Thinking

It’s the time of year for thinking.

Winter is coming soon.

The sun’s still bright enough to start me blinking.

I wonder if tonight I’ll see the moon?

Weather is still clear enough for that.

I think about the summer nights.

Sky was clear & stars were bright where I sat.

The summer days were bright.

The long summer evenings were warm.

Much to warm to sleep with ease.

Despite that, I am often torn

between that and winter’s freeze.

Autumn is a lovely time.

The trees turning a beautiful color.

Soon it will look like a naked vine.

Leaves will have fallen to the gutter.

Then I think of the green, green spring.

Things are alive and flowers bloom.

People’s laughter has a certain ring.

Lover’s heart’s will swoon.

Then I think about my love for you.

With all it’s twists and thrills.

I have often acted the fool.

As I tried to win your heart to fill.

Fill your heart with love for me.

But, alas, this cannot be done.

I finally have come to see.

I only put you on the run.

You run to avoid feeling controlled.

I am making the choices for you.

You fear becoming a puppet controlled

by my desires and feelings for you.

You are an independent thinker.

I can’t tell you what to do or not do.

If my heart was I boat I would sink her.

Easier to take than life without you.

So as my love life enters it’s winter’s stage,

I look forward to spring’s new life.

For with it maybe will come a phase

of love with you that is out of site.

A love with understanding and communication.

A love that is the shining star

of any romance with communication.

A love that loves you for who you are.

Not someone I would want you to be.

But, someone who is her own person.

Someone who is born to be free.

Yet, at my side as a loving person.————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

A Different Point Of View

Different Point Of View

So you ask, why people want to harm me?

Why do they want to form an army?

They want to kill all of us Americans.

It really doesn’t seem fair of them.

They say an American belittled Mohammed.

They want to cut off his coward head.

They want their American enemy’s to pay.

They are right and we have nothing to say.

Their religious beliefs run deep.

They say they are not a bunch of sheep.

Some say end it now and nuke them to hell.

Others say the Christian way is to wish them well.

We are stuck in the middle with nowhere to turn.

Makes you feel nothing more than a worm.

But, listen. The Bible says this will happen.

Does this mean we have to take such crap then?

No, we let our God handle it.

We follow the leading of the Holy Spirit.

They may say or do as they want.

They will not decrease our faith with taunts.

In the end TRUTH will raise above.

Victorious, due to the shedding His blood.

Keep the faith I say to you.

Just let them act the fool.

Our God is bigger. Our God is stronger.

In the end we will fear no longer.

Eternal life will be ours to share

with other Christian believers everywhere.

——————————————————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

Persistence

Persistence

I don’t want to get up in the morning.

I just want to lay here in bed.

Life anymore is so boring.

I can’t get her out of my head.

I tried to be what she wanted of me.

I tried to be someone I’m not.

Only I found that all I could be

Is myself, who was lacking a lot.

And every hour I crave you.

I want you with all of my heart.

I would act like the fool.

I would act like I’m smart.

I would lay open my heart.

But, all I get is rejection.

Nothing to soften the blow.

A lot like a crooked election.

Am I on my way out of the show?

I understand what has happened.

I know now why were apart.

Nothing to do with old fashioned.

My heart was dead from the start.

I drag out of bed and get dressed.

I look at myself in the mirror.

I certainly don’t look my best.

That much is definitely clear.

What must I do to be with her?

I have to get myself straight.

Whatever I do, I must be sure.

It’s going to be something great!!

That much must be made clear.

It has to be more than a date.

I will whisper my love in her ear.

She will see that my love cannot wait.——-R. W. Johnson —–(2012)

A Molester’s Dilemma

A Molester’s Dilemma

Hey little girl in the high school sweater.

Don’t mess with her cause you know better.

You should not be near a school

I hope you registered . Don’t be a fool

Someone bothered that girl last night.

You better just stay out of sight.

I hear tell they’re looking for you.

Tell me now, what you’re going to do.

What do you mean, it wasn’t you?

You know they saw you by the school.

Don’t tell me you’ve changed your ways.

You’ll be that way till the end of days.

If you messed around you will get caught.

You can’t run from the onslot.

In the end you’ll pay the price.

The girl will too and that ain’t nice.

You should have kept it in your pants.

You never should have taken the chance.

They will lock you away for a long time.

Till you’re too old to do the crime.

Even though you are a sinner

You still can become a winner.

Neal down and repent of it all.

Become like Adam before the fall.

You’ll still have to do the time.

But, you’ll be forgiven for the crime.

That still does not make it right.

But, in Jesus eyes you’ll be alright.————-R. W. Johnson—-(2011)

Damaged Love

Damaged Love

I called this girl up for a date.

She declined saying I was too late.

I asked her what did she mean?

She said she didn’t want to be mean

But, she wanted a committed person.

Not a relationship with a cursed man.

She said I might make a good pet.

But I wasn’t ready for commitment yet.

I was a victim of damaged love.

I needed help from up above.

One too many trips to Lonesome Town

Too many times I’ve played the clown.

I have a permanent room at Heartbreak Hotel.

My heart has been stomped & ripped to hell.

I need a true love to repair my heart

Aching for your love & not knowing where to start.

She said I had been burned way too often.

My heart was nailed into a coffin.

My emotions were nearly dead.

Mostly, I was out of my head.

I couldn’t trust enough for true love.

I was a victim of damaged love.

A commitment was just a dream to me.

Running scared at the thought of it would be.

It might be too late to save such a mess.

I might be alone until my death.

One too many trips to Lonesome Town.

Too many times I’ve played the clown.

I have a permanent room at Heartbreak Hotel.

My heart has been stomped & ripped to hell.

I need true love to repair my heart.

Aching for your love & not knowing where to start.

——————————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2011)