NEW POEM - "Old Vices (Something New)"

Hey Everybody-

I'm out here in the beautiful Chi (Chicago for those who don't know). I'm enjoying my little break from reality and I'll be back soon to get back on my grind with my project. I know that I shouldn't be working AT ALL while I'm out here, but a few words came to me last night after I got in. I thought that I might drop it on here. It's a short piece that kind of just came out on the page, nothing important. I might actually re-do it, add a little....I don't know. Anyway, hope that you or somebody can see value in it. Let me know what you think.

And keep your eyes open for some new events and ideas that I have coming up in the near future. The book is coming soon and I am excited about what is about to happen. Keep spreading the word to family and friends, anybody you can spread it to! Thanks for reading. Peace!

Old Vices (Something New)

I know I've got my vices
Bad habits got me chained down
Strongholds yoke me up
As a result, my head hangs down
And my spirit stays pressed down
So far from success now
Or even merely overcoming
My addiction's overrunning
Forcing me to settle
Making a home in my discomfort zone
This discomfort's home
And this real estate is like Section 8
Except it's all by choice
Instead of being like George and Weezie, opting to elevate
And so now I look to those same deluxe living spaces
Having grown discontent with past living spaces
Making a rash decision - now ready to break out
Having grown discontented with old lusts
Making a promise to myself, discrediting old trusts
A step we all need to escape the old "us"
Transition to the new "me"
If only you all knew me
And the beautiful struggle I fight
Never claimed this change to be easy
But I took hold to "I will" and let go of "I might"

I go through these trials
All in hopes of escaping these old vices
Looking for a better way of living
Tired of accepting the way that my life is
Knowing that my prior results are trivial at best
Losing the old and gaining the new
All in the game of becoming my personal best
I'm tired of the old, now I want something new


-W.A. Gordon

My Cleveland Cavs - Funny Commercial

Hey Everybody-

This post is nothing but a break to laugh. I'm out in Chicago enjoying some days off, but I didn't forget about my people. My Cavs put on a hilarious commercial. Click on the link and check it out!



Oh, and BTW: stay on the lookout for some new info coming soon about the book release and surrounding events. Peace!

-W.A. Gordon

NEW POEM - "Money Persepctive"

What's up Everybody-

Thanks for stopping through. Just dropped a new piece called "Money Persepctive" and hope that it reaches out to a lot of you. Let's face it - everybody's been affected in some way by the stuff going on today. I have people in my own family who are going through it. I've heard the word "layoff" way more times than I would like to in the last 6 months. This is onwe of those pieces that kind of explains itself. I put a little bit of wordplay in it, but it's pretty direct. As usual, read it, and drop me some thoughts, if you can.

On another note, my group on Facebook is growing and is almost at 100 as of today, which for lil' ol' me is a big deal. I still want to get the word out, so please keep telling your family, friends, co-workers, and even your haters (any and all enemies welcome - LOL). I have some promotional events/contests in the works so be on the look out for them. Until then, keep reading and showing the love that you already have. Peace!

Money Perspective

In these times some aren’t doing that well
Barely keeping their money straight
Even Europe isn’t that hot
Their pounds lighter - looking more like featherweights
Forcing me to contemplate and meditate
Counting more blessings than dollars
Taking some chances that many thought they’d never take
Trying to dream up a reality of stacks of dollars

The dollars aren’t the “be” and “end” all
For some the hopes then fall
Causing despair and confusion
Making many think that there’s no way out at all
Choosing to side with doom and gloom
Letting no light up in the room
Accepting this financial eclipse
Putting flowers on their Savings’ tomb
And worse yet, leading the funeral procession
Purple flags on each car en route
Music more somber than U. Raymond’s Confessions
Since money dreams recess and are on their way out

Still, let me expose the other side
Reveal that there might be a way out
Weeping endures for a night
Only until we see that the sun came out
Erasing all of the darker days
Gotta love the Brother Parker ways
The game’s giving a fresh start
A chance to still get the spot next to Park Place
Moving clear from the Baltic & Mediterranean
With reserves now high just in case it rains again
With even higher stockpiles
More than the nuclear once found with Iranians

I speak with overconfidence
Because I am so confident
That these times will pass soon
Words of hope to those who say they won’t last soon
Watch how the cash swoons
Enough to fill all the wallets and pockets
Just be careful to not let cash rule
As fast as money comes, Uncle Sam’ll be quick to stop it
I give you these words to see you through
Don’t let the lack of green make you blue
Or make you see red
Open your eyes and choose optimism, instead
And, besides, money isn’t everything
From what I’ve heard, can’t live alone on just the bread

-W.A. Gordon