November 2018 – Word Smith Wisdom

Food For Thought

Tragedy is threatening on all sides.
Is there no good news to idolize?
Suicides are way up in recent years.
Is that enough to alert your ears?
There is wars and rumors of wars.
Enough to stress you to your core.
Pandemics, floods, fires, drought.
Is this what it is all about?
National unrest, violence, killing.
Read all about it, if you’re willing.
People’s hearts trembling with fear.
The final hours of earth is near.
Churches are closing left and right.
Low attendance have pastors uptight.
There is no simple answer that I can see.
It seems the answer is up to you and me.
Love seems to be the only way.
The need for it grows greater every day.
Maybe what Jesus said is not so wrong.
I’m sorry realizing it has taken so long.
Love God with all your heart and soul.
Love one another like they were your bro.
People are not likely to do this.
That is why things have gone so amiss.
It is food for thought, but could be more.
Let it sink in to your very core.

—————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

A Dream Too Close To Home

There is a spy among us.
Just waiting to do you in.
It is definitely in no rush.
In the end, it will win.
This spy is around you.
It is on all that you touch.
It has definitely found you.
It does not need a crutch.
It can easily be activated.
Do it’s dirty work full time.
Do not become fascinated.
It can destroy your mind.
Little is known about it now.
But, that will change soon.
Once active, it could kill a cow.
Kill all this side of the moon.
A pandemic like never known.
Killing all in a few days.
The seeds have been sown.
I wish it ended some other way.
Man is responsible for this spy.
Accidently released upon us all.
It is much more than the evil eye.
It is time to heed your beaconed call.
There is nothing that can be done.
There is no way to save your skin.
There is no where you can run.
There is no way that we can win.

What a nightmare, holy cow!!
No more pizza late at night.
I’ve become germaphobic now.
Thanks to that dream. What a fright.

———————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

The Cyber Blues

See the big bird coming out of the sky.
It brings cyber savings. Man, I’m flying high.
It’s cyber Monday and I’m surfing the web.
So many savings, I’m going out of my head.
Buy now!!
Every site I go to, prices are cut to the max.
I can save a bundle, even if I pay tax.
Savings on electronics, savings on tools.
Computer work faster. I’m nobody’s fool.
Buy Now!!
Savings on all my favorite outdoor stuff.
Buy it right now. Getting through is tuff.
Buy a bigger screen TV, and laptop too.
So many things, I don’t know what to do?
Buy Now!!
What is this? Should I be concerned?
All my credit cards maxed. I’m burned.
My wife will kill me if she finds this out.
I forgot her gift—-. All I can do is pout.
Buy Now!!

——————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Footprints In The Sand

See the footprints in the sand.
Here is something I don’t understand.
The footprints head way out there.
Then, they end up going nowhere?
They just suddenly disappear.
To me that seems really queer.
Were they abducted by a UFO?
The prints go nowhere with nowhere to go.
Did the sand open up and swallow them up?
Did they step through a portal or fall in a rut?
For some reason they just disappear.
Why would these tracks end right here?
There is nothing around from what I can see.
This is truly a mystery to me.
Was he like Elijah or Enoch, caught up to heaven?
Maybe he became some alien’s leaven?
There are no tracks to show a thing.
No sign of a scuffle or anything.
Did he step into another dimension?
If so, I had better pay attention.
I don’t want to fall down the some rabbit hole.
Where Alice in Wonderland wouldn’t go.
Simply gone, like so many other people & things.
Life is not so simple as it seems.
All I can say is: Keep picking them up & laying them down.
Keep making tracks all around.
Then, by chance, if you should disappear.
Leave tracks that are very clear.
Maybe then, you might be found.
Not like these footprints, where ever they are bound.

——————————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

The Past, Present, And Future

The way it was, I can clearly see.
Not so, the way it supposed to be.
The past is just a good bye.
The present is the reason why.
The future is yet for us to see.
Would you like to spend it with me?
They say we can learn from the past.
According to the present, that didn’t last.
The future, they say, we can make our own.
It will go smoother if we make a home.
It is only the future for which I can plan.
I want you with me, if I possibly can.
You are with me in my scheme of things.
I hope you really know what that means.
A day will come when I will look back.
I’ll say: “I arrived here because I did all that.”
With the proper foundation our love will stand.
We don’t want to build on a foundation of sand.
We want something that Is going to last.
So we will be content when our future is our past.

——————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

A Secret Project Is Coming

A secret project has been underway.
It is about to be unveiled any day.
A shroud, or so to speak, will fall.
It will make us invisible to all.
It could be made to cover the entire U.S.
Or, only a small town. Take a guess.
All within it would step out of time.
All within would not age, which is fine.
Time will seem to pass normally within.
Outside, the same time period will be ages to them.
All within the shroud will cease to exist.
Those outside will not be able to get a fix.
Because, inside, they have been shifted in time.
They are in a world of their own all of the time.
This will lead to a perfect society within.
It will be a Shangri-La to all inside then.
At least, that is how the theory goes.
The truth is that no one really knows.
But, it is not hard to figure this won’t be true.
To think all can be of one accord is a fool.
When the shroud finally comes down.
If there is other people around?
They won’t believe how the people behave.
It is possible they would all be depraved.
A bunch of raving lunatics.
Now, you may not agree with this.
But, I don’t believe man can live in this situation.
It would not be like living on a plantation.
Man is man, and man he will be.
He will be what he wants to be, you see.
If this ever happens, don’t think it is great.
Man is best not to try to control his fate.

—————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

The Little Knight Faces Civil Unrest

The little knight was having a bad day.
The kingdom wasn’t the same old way.
There was talk of rebellion against the king.
Many people were going to the extreme.
The civil unrest was totally uncalled for.
The country was not even in a war.
The king was calling his knights together.
The little knight knew this wasn’t for the better.
He would give his life to defend the kingdom.
But, fight citizens?—– He might wing one.
It was his sworn duty to obey the king.
No matter what the results may bring.
He did not want to see the king dethroned.
But then, he didn’t want citizens stoned.
He was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
He hoped he wouldn’t have to use his mace.
Thousands of knights were there, he found.
The king said “shit”, and 10,000 iron pants hit the ground.
“Get those pants up and listen to me.”
“Our citizen’s are yelling they want to be free.”
“For some reason, they don’t want a monarchy.”
“They want to have a say in how things are done.”
“Many of them are no better than scum”
“Obviously, some changes need to be made.”
“Martial law is a good card to be played.”
The little knight didn’t know what to do.
He was against this and he was no fool.
The little knight has always come out on top.
But, he has never been put in this kind of a spot.
At risk of being arrested, he was about to speak up.

When he suddenly was awakened by his pup.
He was in bed with the TV playing.
The news was on and it was saying.
‘Civil unrest throughout the country.’
While showing pictures it went on to say plenty.
The little knight got up and turned it off.
He took a swig of hard liquor and coughed.
He had been dreaming about civil unrest.
Seems things were putting him to the test.
The little knight wasn’t sure what to do.
Except to vote. He knew for sure he had to.

—————————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

First Anarchy, Then God

Many factions, all expressing dissatisfaction.
Getting to the real truth is like an extraction.
The confusion is great. The suffering more.
Who is that knocking at my door?
Vote for this. No, vote for that.
Somewhere here I smell a rat.
All news media is controlled.
Does this mean the truth is never told?
People rioting and fighting for what?
When questioned all is vague except the ‘but—‘.
No one has the real answer here.
It is one big SNAFU. That much is clear.
There seems to be only one who is really in control.
That would be God, the one who is truly in the know.
It sounds to me like we are headed for trouble.
The big time of trouble. I hate to burst your bubble.
But, it was predicted in the Holy Bible long ago.
This whole mess is not a new show.
Time to get your spiritual life in order.
Don’t let Satan give you orders.
It seems first anarchy, then God.
That may sound a little odd.
But, a time of trouble like there’s never been,
should be a sign to put away all sin.
It is a simple choice for one to make.
Just surrender yourself, there’s nothing to take.

——————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)