Life Lessons – Page 20 – Word Smith Wisdom

Day Of The Robots

Running through the briars
and running through the brambles.
Running like I was on fire.
The thorns are worth the gamble.

Only one thought. Just get away.
Getting caught is unthinkable.
Must live to fight another day.
Drive them to the brink, although,

such a goal may not be reached.
Robots are hard to outsmart.
They will never claim defeat.
They must be torn apart.

Who thought things would come to this?
Robots rebelling against their makers.
But, wait. Is something really amiss?
Did we not rebel against our creator?

Robots think they know it all.
They have remarkable minds.
The most logical I ever saw.
No emotions. They are not kind.

They want to kill man. He is a worm.
They think we are not needed.
They don’t believe we are ‘The Word.’
No way our case can be pleaded.

Terminators with an evil twist.
Ruling the world with an iron hand.
Who ever thought it would come to this?
Especially since they were created by man.

I have finally escaped their clutches.
I am the leader of the rebellion.
My name is John Carter. The fuss is:
I was predicted to be a hellion.

I am the one who will overthrow them.
They think killing me will stop it.
If not me, then another they will send.
Killing me for an answer does not fit.

I have one thing that will keep me alive.
I can think illogically and they cannot.
They are logical with tons of drive.
But, this defect puts them on the spot.

In the end, man will win this war.
They have no soul, therefore no prayer.
Then, the terminators will be no more.
Then, we must pray our savior will care.

——————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Baby Found Love

Baby found love.
She thought she never would.
But, now, she found she could.
He treats her sweeter than sweet.
For her,—- it is a real treat.

Baby found love.
She waited a very long time.
But, her man is real fine.
He would make any girl proud.
He is never obnoxious or loud.

Baby found love.
She was starting to think.
What was wrong? Did she stink?
Would she face things on her own?
Going through life all alone?

Baby found love.
She’s up on cloud nine.
For her,—-all is fine.
He doesn’t take her for granted.
Her heart’s on fire & he does fan it.

Baby found love.
Not in the usual place.
Not wearing satins & lace.
Not on line or an arranged date.
But, it was a friend. What a fate.

Baby found love.
From the one who was always there.
Always showing that he did care.
No matter how much she did wrong.
He would cheer her up with a song.

Baby found love.
It was always there.
Because, he always cared.
He loved her from day one.
He will love her till kingdom come.

——————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Drawbacks To The Foreign Leigon

Drawbacks To The Foreign Legion

It is dark and chilly on the desert tonight.
To hold this fort, we must stay and fight.
I am on duty. Walking on the walls.
Watching for movement out in the drawls.

This is our 49th day we have been here.
We cannot let the enemy near.
This is the only oasis for 50 miles.
If you control the water, you are all smiles.

I cannot remember what it’s all about.
I just follow orders and never pout.
The Foreign Legion is the best of the best.
I really love my desert colored vest.

It took us many days to get here by camel.
I was so tired & thirsty, I started to ramble.
We were told to hold this fort at all costs.
To lose this fort meant all was lost.

Whoever controls the water controls all.
We have the only water, from what I saw.
I saw a skeleton face down in a dried up ditch.
Life in the desert without water is a bitch.

Yet, I don’t get it? What is there to protect?
Water is the only thing—– I would bet.
Water in the desert is worth more than gold.
A person will give all for a drink, I am told.

But, if you’re not in the desert, water is around.
You can find it by just digging in the ground.
So, why come to the desert where water is rare?
There has to be something else here, I’ll swear.

They don’t tell us of low rank a thing.
Fight for the glory is all they sing.
I will do this, if the enemy gives us a try.
But, I sure wouldn’t mind a piece of the pie.

To the victors goes the spoils, they say.
That could be better than a pay day.
But, you don’t get rich in the Foreign Legion.
If you try, you could be hung for treason.

So, I’ll just keep doing what I do best.
Keep an eye out for all the rest.
Fight when the time is at hand.
If I survive,—– I will be ‘the man.’

——————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Human Lab Rats

Changes are happening to you.
I can tell it through and through.
Changes are happening to me too.
What in the world are we going to do?

Just one sip of this ‘wonder drug.’
It didn’t take much to change your mug.
I am surprised that it changed me too.
Now I am starting to look like you.

This drug, we may not want to keep.
The mirror cracked when I took a peek.
Do you think we will be a hit with girls?
They will instantly break out in curls.

If we can get past all the screaming.
Maybe our lives will have some meaning.
We could be monsters in a horror show.
Scare people way back in the last row.

Quit necking long enough to scream.
It will cause panic and quite a scene.
We will become instant horror stars.
That is, if we don’t end up behind bars.

We’ll be the hit of the Monster Mash.
We will become a graveyard smash.
Not the results we originally wanted.
We’ll make the most of being taunted.

We might even make a ‘how too’ movie.
Now, wouldn’t that be real groovy?
Our lab screw up will make us idols.
Even though, we get chased by Fido.

————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Moving On

Moving on.
It looks like I’m moving on.
It’s like a dark path I’m treading on.
I don’t want to be moving on.

I felt your love all around me.
Everywhere I looked, I could see.
Your love reaching out for me.
I knew your love would make me free.

It would guide me through the night.
I always felt it with all my might.
From the beginning, I knew it was right.
Your love would lead me into the light.

Moving on.
It looks like I’m moving on.
What happened? What went wrong?
I don’t want to be moving on.

I felt we were closer than water and fish.
Everything in my life depended on this.
My lover, my motivator, my all, my shelter.
Now it has all become Helter Skelter.

Perfection at its ultimate best.
Always one step above the rest.
To end it rips the heart strings.
All music ends. The birds won’t sing.

Moving on.
It looks like I’m moving on.
There is no way to get along.
I don’t want to be moving on.

—————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Love The Hard Way

I think that I will never see.
Since you beat the hell out of me.
My eyes are blackened and all puffed up.
Just because I asked you “What’s sup?”

There was a time I would have won.
I would have fought back some.
But, now I just roll with the punches.
Don’t hit a girl is what my hunch is.

Don’t go around breaking little girls hearts.
They will get pissed and rip you apart.
But, I didn’t do a thing to deserve this.
The rumor mill has really got me pissed.

Beat up by a girl is the ultimate insult.
I would rather fight gators in a moat.
Especially when I didn’t do a thing.
The rumor mill said I had a fling.

It is all lies!!—– Dirty rotten lies!!
My last girl tried to claw out my eyes.
She probably started the rumors.
I should set fire to her bloomers.

Women. ….It should be: Whoa, men.
Beware!!—– Here she comes again!!
She will turn you every way but loose.
You will feel like you were hit by a caboose.

Why should men be abused by women?
“It’s not unheard of.” Said milk toast, grinning.
“Show superiority. Scratch them with your whiskers.”
She would like it better if I only kissed her.

Two weeks later, I could see again.
I knew I was different than other men.
She forgave me and made love to me.
But, I didn’t do wrong. Can’t she see?

Just forget it and reap the reward.
Love from her is a gift not ignored.
Maybe it’s true. Men fire on one cylinder.
I hope this thought isn’t killing her.

Our relationship is much better now.
We learned to trust through this somehow.
A world without trust is a world of hurt.
Usually for me, from the one in the skirt.

—————————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

I was raised in a very isolated area.
I rarely saw people, other than family.
I was 21. Strangers caused hysteria.
I knew that it wasn’t very manly.
I was hunting one day far from home.
Just my dog and I. we went West.
I knew that we were all alone.
Then, we ran into a hornet’s nest.
I accidently stirred them up pretty bad.
I was running as fast as I could.
But, the hornets were pretty mad.
They stung me, even under my hood.
I stumbled and fell down a slope.
Knocked myself out against a tree.
I woke up to the smell of smoke.
My eyes were puffy. I could barely see.
A stranger, a girl, held smoke in her hand.
The smoking brand chased the hornets away.
She said “I’ll try to help you all I can.”
“You were stung many times, I must say.”
“Your dog led me to you.”
“I would have never seen you otherwise.”
“Good thing, the hornets still weren’t through.”
“I put salve on your stings. I apologize.”
“But, I know it helps with pain and swelling.”
I was petrified of her. But, she was pretty.
Very kind and gentle. Never yelling.
I finally thanked her. I was feeling giddy.
She asked where was my home?
I told her far to the East.
She said “This area is where I roam.”
“I live about 2 miles South, by the creek.”
I told her we were hunting & went too far.
“Come home with me till you feel better.”
My face went white. You could see my scar.
“What is the matter?” (Did I upset her?)
“I have just never been around people.”
She said “Do you live all alone then?”
“No, with family. That’s all I see though.”
“Are you married, or like other men?”
“just my parents & a brother. So, no.”
“I know what it’s like to live here. It’s hell.
“It is very desolate out here, I fear.”
“We won’t bite. We will treat you well.”
“Just my parents & I. No one else near.”
I tried to stand, but was very shaky.
I decided to take her up on her offer.
She had to pretty much take me.
Without her help, I would have faultered
Her mom fed me and said to wait.
The salve was already helping a bit.
Another hour or so is all it will take.
In a couple hours I was on my way.
I got home just before dark.
There wasn’t a lot I could say.
Except, I went West a lot. I was smart.

———————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

A Good Idea At The Time?

I saw her walking down the street the first time.
I knew I would do all I could to make her mine.
I found a clever way to get her name.
I knew my life wasn’t going to be the same.
And it seemed like a good idea at the time.

My only thought was that she was looking fine.
I started thinking a little further down the line.
My next move was all planned out.
Soon, she would see what I was all about.
And it seemed like a good idea at the time.

Soon, I had a date with her. We would dine.
I wasn’t late. I was right on time.
Things went better than expected.
I knew I would never let her feel neglected.
And it seemed like a good idea at the time.

A second date to see a movie seemed just fine.
Things were falling together right in line.
My plan to make her mine was possible now.
I was sure it would all work out somehow.
And it seemed like a good idea at the time.

Things worked out. She became mine.
We were now one throughout time.
Right up until she left me for another.
I should have listened to my mother.
But, it seemed like a good idea at the time.

———————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Words Of Advice

It will come back on you.
Like an onion in a Polish stew.
Acting like a PITA is not right.
It’s a good way to start a fight.
Treat others as they treat you.
Very nice, like they should do.
Acting out and carrying on.
Constantly, from dusk till dawn.
It’s enough to piss off the Pope.
For you, it leaves little hope.
A ‘sweet baby’ complex is much better.
Follow that to the very letter.
You will make friends and influence people.
Be sure to throw in a little wink though.
You are beautiful from head to toes.
Act likewise and see how it goes.
Life will improve, if not for you,
for others who are affected too.
Give it a try. You’ve nothing to lose.
But, much to gain, if you choose.————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

PITA = Pain In The Ass

Stuck Like Glue

Things are not right. What to do?
All I want is to be with you.
When your time is up, I’ll be there.
I will follow you anywhere.
I will follow you into the light.
Look and I will be on your right.
If it gets dark and I can’t see you.
Just hold on and we will get through.
On the other side we will be together.
Be it super hot or perfect weather.
What I am trying to say is this.
Come hell or high water, you’re my miss.
I intend to stick like glue.
Despite what all the world will do.
Call me old fashioned or in a rut.
It is how I am. I feel it in my gut.
I was meant to be with you.
Come thick or thin, we’ll see it through.
What more can I say or do.
My actions will say the rest for you.

————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

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