Good morning,Thanks for stopping by. I hope that eveyone had a great Thanksgiving holiday and that you survived the shopping over this past weekend. I know that I am still recovering myself. Today I am posting part one of a new poem that I have written called "Affecting My City". I think that this piece will really connect with those who have grown up in cities, like myself, and have seen the best and the worst of everyday life, but want to see things get better.
I hope to have part two of this poem up in the coming days, because as I am writing this, it is becoming more dear to my heart since I can almost literally see the things that I am saying right before my eyes as I write it. The words for me literally flowed on this one, with no stopping involved. Please feel free to drop me a line and share your thoughts on it, maybe even some ideas for the sequel. Thank you and be blessed!
Affecting My City
Affecting my city
Bringing light to the dark
Revving up my engine to drive
Ignite the fire by just a spark
Causing me to trail blaze
Convincing people to change ways
Transforming from the old to the new
Not simply relying on just what they knew
Only if they knew
Or took hints from the predecessors
Since their ways didn’t work
Gotta come up with something better
Be more committed than fair-weather
Pressing on through the good, bad, and otherwise
The will to survive and thrive-
The differentiator between some and other guys
Finally opening up closed and others’ eyes
Letting the revelation set in
City dwellers beating all odds
Outsiders suffer losses for opposing and betting
And things get better for those trying to get in
Reality’s no longer the accepting setting
Dreams are the preferred space and time
With less people facing time
Mom and Dad in the house at the same time
Less weed and pill-stained minds
People in buildings developing and elevating minds
Becoming slower to produce their mini-me’s
First giving the inner-self the needed upgrades
Providing justification for future many “me”s
Right now so many are slow to see
Eyes closed to the facts
Accepting their life on circumstances known to be
Complacency showers and the multitude become lax
And now they even more lack
In both the physical and the spiritual
Taking the proverbial well running dry
Now making it literal
So they need to be refilled
Not relying on quick fixes and cheap thrills
Rather, looking over the long run
Opting for the wise moves
Rather than making the wrong ones
Getting it right before it’s all done...
Affecting my city
Bringing light to the dark
Revving up my engine to drive
Ignite the fire by just a spark
Causing me to trail blaze
Convincing people to change ways
Transforming from the old to the new
Not simply relying on just what they knew
Only if they knew
Or took hints from the predecessors
Since their ways didn’t work
Gotta come up with something better
Be more committed than fair-weather
Pressing on through the good, bad, and otherwise
The will to survive and thrive-
The differentiator between some and other guys
Finally opening up closed and others’ eyes
Letting the revelation set in
City dwellers beating all odds
Outsiders suffer losses for opposing and betting
And things get better for those trying to get in
Reality’s no longer the accepting setting
Dreams are the preferred space and time
With less people facing time
Mom and Dad in the house at the same time
Less weed and pill-stained minds
People in buildings developing and elevating minds
Becoming slower to produce their mini-me’s
First giving the inner-self the needed upgrades
Providing justification for future many “me”s
Right now so many are slow to see
Eyes closed to the facts
Accepting their life on circumstances known to be
Complacency showers and the multitude become lax
And now they even more lack
In both the physical and the spiritual
Taking the proverbial well running dry
Now making it literal
So they need to be refilled
Not relying on quick fixes and cheap thrills
Rather, looking over the long run
Opting for the wise moves
Rather than making the wrong ones
Getting it right before it’s all done...
-W.A. Gordon
