Category: Life Lessons

         Fanatical Fan

I am coming down.

Will you come around.

To my way of thinking.

I say it while winking.

There is much to discuss here.

While we sit and have a beer.
Let’s have a meeting of the minds.

We are running out of time.

 “Will you, or will you won’t?”

“Just say I do and not I don’t.”

“It is impossible for me to know

just exactly which way you’ll go?”

We have dated for a long time.

We have always got along just fine.

It is time to up the ante.

Talk about something that can be.

It takes commitment and dedication.

A stronger stand in our relations.

There will be ups and there will be downs.

Sometimes we may feel like a clown.

But, the time is here to knuckle down.

Let’s have no more playing around.

Seasonal tickets is the way to go.

Will you say yes, or will you say no?

————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

  Not The Way To Win A Trip

Shout it to all, hill over dale.

Today I won a trip in the mail.

Off to Alaska. All expenses paid.

Sounds like I have got it made.

I called the #,—- all excited.

He wanted info. I didn’t fight it.

He said I had a meeting to go to.

What else did I have to go through?

Two hours of my precious time.

Then, the trip would be all mine.

It was a time share. Imagine that.

They wanted my business. It’s a fact.

The two hours stretched to four.

I was ready to walk out the door.

We said “No!” a hundred times.

They were kind, but had set minds.

Finally, they wore us down.

They offered the best deal in town.

Now, we were ready for our trip.

It was all supplied in a little kit.

A hundred hoops to jump through.

Really limited on when we flew.

It took many calls to get it set.

Have we sacrificed enough yet?

We finally got the trip to Alaska.

If you ever go I won’t ask ya.

Cause, if your trip is like ours ,

you won’t want to go that far.

The trip really sucked big time.

Surely, the worst trip we could find.

Now we owe our lives to a time share.

I hope this makes you all aware.

It is a trap well worth avoiding.

In the end you’ll feel like voiding.

—————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

The Wind Of Change

I look out upon the barren and dusty land.
There is little sign at all left from man.
This is said to once be a great city.
Not much in sight as far as I can see.
Here and there traces of ruins sticking up.
Like a giants fingers raising from the muck.
All around, the forest is closing in.
Soon, it will cover it all again.
Man’s time has come and gone.
There was a time when he was strong.
He ruled the world and all that was in it.
But, for mother earth, he didn’t give a sh–.
He became so arrogant he destroyed his race.
Very little reminders remain in any place.
The wind of change has covered all.
Man returned to dust after his fall.
Mother earth is returning to her glory.
The wind of change has done it for free.
Man is gone, but nature goes on.
Soon, another will sing their song.
I pray they learn from what’s left of man.
Try to realize what happened, if they can.
The chances of this are pretty slim.
The learning must come from within.
The only constant is the wind of change.
Be one with it, or you won’t remain.

——————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)