Lord, I'm on my knees again
Because the worst has happened
The death of a loved one
The loss of a job
I can't pay the bills
My wife no longer loves me
So I'm here today
Before the Lord of creation
The First and Last
And perhaps the best I can say
Is a hollow hallelujah
From an empty heart
“The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away
Blessed be the name of the Lord.”
For who knows
Perhaps by my suffering
Someone else may be blessed
Someone else might have hope
Someone else might see You through me
I can't see the future
I don't know the greater plan
But I believe, but I Know
That even in the hardest of times
I can rely on You to carry me
When I fall, let me fall into Your arms
Please take this broken life
This shattered jar of clay
And shape it into the man
That You need me to be
I trust You
I love You
And because of these
I know that I'll be ok
I wish that I could build windmills
In the vast and empty space between my ears
Maybe they would power my imagination
And feed my hopes and fears
I wish that I could plow the fields of my mind
And raise a bountiful crop
With lands and lands of growing ideas
Over hills and valleys until they drop
Into ravines and torrents of inspiration
Flowing through my very veins
Gushing, splashing onto paper
Roaring like oncoming trains
And blasting speedily through my write-block
Then coming steadily through my head
So I can be happy with my efforts
AND FINALLY, I CAN GO TO BED!
A thousand miles away
And once upon a time
I'd run the whole wide world
To put your hand in mine
I've waited for my whole life
And can wait a little more
For you to come along,
Someone I can adore
I've crossed the strangest countries
And weathered the wildest seas
Just to see your wondrous face
And fall upon my knees
I've ventured across the planet
It's tundras, deserts, and trees
But the greatest adventure of my life
Is: would you marry me?
It only takes a whisper
To break an eternity of silence
It only takes hope
To dispel a world of fear
It only takes love
To erase a history of hatred
It only takes a touch
To wipe away a tear
I suddenly sit
here thinking is it
really so far if
it doesn’t hurt my feet
to walk there, I
should have known
by the way
you looked at
me.
I should
have known how it
would feel to lose. Lose
a race, lose you, lose
me. Is it
really so bad
not to want, not to
have a clue who
I am or what I’m
doing, just
to want things to stay
the same?
I should
have known a lot of
things, like heartbreak
before it hit
me. I should
have known how fast
this wind would
carry me. Will
you hold the bravest
rarest most fragile
parts of me even when
they don’t look like
love?
The ancients declared that all is meaningless
A chasing after the wind
The modernists claim that nothing is real
A consuming, constant dream
So what shall we say on our mortality;
What should we surmise of our souls?
We've all been screaming what we want to hear
And yet the truth quietly whispers, drowning our voices
We pay our very souls to safely cross the river Styx
Only to find that we can't leave Charon without them
We give our all to gain what our hearts desire,
And realize that we have lost everything to gain nothing
What man can bring back one second of his life;
Yet time seems worthless without entertainment
We campaign to save our fellow man,
By placing funds in already full pockets
Humans are dimensional amphibians, living both spirit and body,
The ghost in the machine
How light a heart in love!
How heavy a heart in sorrow
The weight of a soul drags me down
But hope can keep me alight
We strive for goodness through deeds and laws,
But laws are not for good deeds, or good people
We cannot live long alone, and yet push others away,
Until we are left with only our “selves”
We push and strive to become better than ourselves
Yet we can only grow inside our own nature
At what point in our quest to become God
Did we convert into the devil instead?
Out to Lunch
By jfarrell
You see….
I pass you your fries and burger and grab your drink;
But, I am so not here;
Sorry.
Arms, legs…. other bits…
All auto pilot; sorry;
Like Clark Kent stuck in the phone booth
You don’t see me;
You see what’s left behind.
As I give you your diet cola with extra ice…
I am in some imaginary battleground;
Orcs, dragons, dinosaurs, elves;
Humans…. ATTENTION, lunch is served;
Diving in and out of foxholes;
Crawling low as I can through muck;
Tossing a few fragment grenades
And commanding my pet dinosaurs to flank the enemy;
Having a dwarf’s axe bury itself so close to my head
I no longer the long haired rocker I was,
But being a skinhead seems to make me look tougher
The alliance run from me in terror…
“so, 2 burgers, 3 small fries, and 4 colas (1 with with extra ice)….”
BUGGER!!! THAT HURT!!!!
Where did the dragon come from?
Cheating putin-paid-russian- better than us European players (maybe?)
If you believe we lose Alterac Valley so much,
Because Alliance are all Russian hackers….
I dunno, maybe horde is really that bad.
Let’s be honest….
We wanna chop someone’s head off now,
Not waste 10 minutes discussing tactics…
“that’ll be £12.58… any doughnuts?….
Or our vanilla triple whipped cream, crammed with goodies, milkshake, on special offer…..
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Horde win again
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
WE ROCK
“Thank you sir, would you like a receipt?
And, please enjoy the game.”
With a big shiney smile as I hand you your receipt and change;
And….
Move on to the next customer.
If it is YOU I am serving,
I am SO sorry, I mean no discourtesy or disrespect;
I am out to lunch
And have been a very, very long time.
And all my battles have a rocking sound track;
From the earliest blues, I am THE Crossroads;
To “take my hand;
Off to never-never land”
The “blues brothers” tell me, I’m guilty;
And sting says “we’re starting up a brand new day.”
Dire straits gave me a six-blade knife (my secret weapon);
And
“two thousand zero zero, party over,
“we’re out of time”.. Prince is a LEGEND (sorry)
I hand the next customer his hotdog, with extra stuff on top;
Sorry, but, I not here;
Out to lunch… please leave a message at the beep
And, enjoy your stay :-)
Happy Birthday Warcraft
By jfarrell
(to the greatest video game in the world - in my opinion)
Happy 13th Birthday to World of Warcraft,
And a big shout out for my guild, Nascent;
13 years I have lived this game
And it’s been far better than my real life (big truth).
From my first warlock killing boars in the Valley of Trials,
And holding the siege at Crossroads
As the Alliance attacked in their thousands;
Trying to wipe us from extinction.
To my resto-druid, Slugbrain, healing valiantly,
As my guild took down Kiljadeen on mythic;
Them raid dungeons can be tough;
Especially as my brain turns off when the tactics are explained.
But my heart lies in Warsong Gulch;
As does a leg, my left ear;
And I’m sure I lost an eye there, too;
PVP (player versus player for noobs :-) ) is my life!
Whether twirling my shiny swords as I start battle;
Or holding my staff aloft, with all the power of Gandalf;
PVP is the closest I can get to legal murder :-)
Thank you World of Warcraft; happy 13th birthday.
(and thanks Blizzard, the company behind WoW)
Love is like hot cocoa
On a cold winters day
Snuggled up in a blanket
Watching the snow outside
Love is like having a dream
Good or bad, it doesn't matter
Because if you roll over
You'll be held all night long
Love is like waking up
To dew outside your tent
The birds singing for the morning
And the smell of a woodfire