Be Prepared

Be prepared

Be ready

Keep your head in check

And your heart steady.

Put neither on a leash

You have to promote their growth

Don't neglect one over the other

Because you need them both.

Lying to others is bad

But lying to yourself is worse

Since misfortune will follow you

Like a superstitious curse.

So experience the joy

And learn from the pain

Remember from the past

Or it'll all be in vain

You'll have to take risks

To live a life worth living

Stepping into the unknown

Brushing off the web of misgiving.

You shouldn't regret your actions

The past has passed

Hakuna matata

What more can you ask?

Heh, easy to refute

Such a question,

"It's the opposite of being prepared!"

Relax, it's a form of expression.

You can have both...

Being prepared,

So you won't worry

You'll have less grey hairs

Calmed your mind

And not always be in a hurry.

I'm still learning

Regardless of what I say

How to make myself a better person

Day by day.

I may be an Eagle Scout

But at times I'm still scared

I'm still practicing the Scout's Motto

Of being prepared.

The Image

I think, I worry,

I learn, I grow.

I make decisions in life,

and I reap what I sow.

I weigh the consequences

of wants and needs.

Controlling desires,

while exploiting good deeds.

The image in my mind,

I consider the worth.

Not being certain

then indecision takes birth.

I know all my weak spots

and how to break myself apart

But you don't know those things

or even where to start.

Yet others do,

and they know it well

And just like that

I'm under a spell.

It has to be taught,

it always does.

Or the eagerness to learn

maybe that's what it was.

A source of body heat

a warmth unique

The warm fuzzy feeling

this bespeaks.

I'm always the white piece

in the game of chess

That's how society is

can't help it I guess.

You egg me on

like a motivator of sorts

I wouldn't be in this situation

were it not for your exhorts.

All these You's

of different people I name

because as I read them,

they are not all the same.

I never know what to do

In these sorts of situations

To think with a rational mentality

or to give in to temptations

So the image is still in my mind

Tossing thoughts to and fro

I think, I worry,

I learn, I grow.

A Hug

A Hug

A hug,
A simple thing.
Open arms
Like blissful wings.
Trying to find the words
On how to describe.
Those thoughts and feelings
That I normally hide.
An exchange of greetings,
A show of closeness.
It can make you smile
And leave you speechless.
Something to want
And something to crave.
I think those were the type,
The type you gave