Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Something of a fourish nature . . .

The Letter N and the Number 3

The hardest thing I ever had to do
Was look at what I thought I knew and admit
That I didn’t know it at all.
I meant well.
I was true.
But at the end of the day, I looked into the mirror
And the guy looking back said,
“Who are you? Are you the one who said he was true?”
Maybe I was wrong about that too.

What about the whoopers and hollerers?
Do they get a say?
Should they get a say?
In me and what I have to say?
I hope not.
‘cause their truth is something I haven’t got.
And it’s not something you can go to the store and walk out having bought.
Nope. Nada. Not!

Someone once said that if you don’t look where you’re going
You’ll never know when you get there.
This must have been a very wise person.
Except for one thing.
I haven’t been looking where I was going
And now I don’t know where I am.
So what’s left for me?
Which model am I supposed to be?
A, b, c, or d?
I’ve got it! E!

That’s got to be it.
A new way of thinking
And a new way of doing.
That’s the way for me.
Not to hold the same truth as the w’s and h’s
But to try to fly free on the wings
Of a big black bird

Yep, that’s the way.
I’m gonna be free.
At the end of the day,
When you see me go a-flying by
And wonder who I be,
Flying so happy and so free.
You’ll know the truth
(and it will most likely aggravate you)
It was me.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Something I was reminded of today that I've known for a long time

There are few things worse than being in the midst of a group of people that are really into something that you're just not into.