There are two kinds of people:
winners and losers
and I am not going to waste my words
on the latter
since the latter don’t matter.
I will tell you about the winners,
those bold, daring sinners.
They are the ones who deserve my word:
creative, fearless,
they change the world!
With every thought
With every desire
With every move
the winners go forward,
get past the hurdles,
they grow and improve
The winners know,
really know,
deep in their heart
that they have the power
future to create and
past to rewrite.
If you want to be part
of that in crowd,
you must think for yourself
and dare to speak up loud.
But first of all,
You must find a way
to unravel the beasts that guard
the darkness of your heart
It’s in this kingdom of hurt and dismay
where soul’s jewels are wasting away
those precious pearls that have drowned
without a single sound
to the oblivion of your heart.
At the time
you let them settle there
because they were tearing you apart.
And that’s just fine,
everyone needs time.
But if you’re a winner
than sooner or later
you’ll dive back inside
arms open wide
to that eerie dwelling
where your demons hide
ready to wage wars
to reclaim what’s yours
rising to the bottom
and you will come through –
simply because that’s what winners do.
And that’s all there is to it, really…
If you want to be a winner,
you must set out to win the fight.
If you want to cast a long shadow
You have to stand in the light.
Photograph from the series Mad Bunny by Yves Lecoq
he never asked for a photo
she sent them all her own,
some were of her with her kids,
others more close to the bone.
thought she him a king
on a polaroid throne,
collecting snippets of women
whose hearts were alone.
🙂
I have always enjoyed this writing . To this day it still skewers me on the heart, tiny heart that it is and I feel that on my journey through wonderland I hurt some people but I helped a few people too …. of what good is an omelette when eggs must be broken to make it 🙂
Let me respond to that with a song:
Accidents will happen
it’s not just hit and run
some of us return again
under a setting sun
to the places of our darknesses
and spaces we were mean
and people’s hearts left beating
Somewhere in between
This is a whole new song here, Kevin. Love what you’ve done with it.
@ElvisCostello Check this out! 🙂
Keep writing volcano . It keeps me coming back for more smoke 🙂