Spoons Full of Memories

A good man was laid to rest today, as good a man as men are these days.  I offer this attempt of a poem to honor his memory in a final salute of sorts.  Master Sargent Charles Oliver Brooks, boss, mentor and friend (1958-2019), may you rest in peace sir.

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Spoons Full of Memories
by Michael Romani

Spoons full of Wildberry Lavender Mascarpone
Are satisfying but will do not to really atone
For the passing of the good man we buried today
No words can make it better as they stop and weigh

So heavily, resting in the depths of my soul
I listened as the Reverend sought to console
A crowd full of people who saw you as family
As he pontificated our goodbyes in ceremony

But no words can tell the sermon your life gave
Your legacy will live long past this grave
All the lives you have touched along the way
And all the things you taught to those there today

The bugle played taps as we stood in salute
Me choking back tears as I remembered in tribute
All the many ways you deserve the honor given
For all the lives saved and how you were driven

To give your all throughout your life as you did
Your good nature and heroism could never be hid
From the day I met you, you were my mentor and friend
Not just a boss but someone on whom we could all depend

And we did because giant soldier that you were 
The thought never seemed to have ever occurred
That you might say no to anything that truly needed done
And today, our broken hearts seemed to cry as one

The words that most came to my shattered mind
Were those we hear to often by those left behind
As taps was played and the Lord called your name
I am certain that He welcomed you home with no shame

Well done good and faithful servant to our nation
You have well earned your rest and peaceful destination
Tireless as a warrior for the Lord, Country and Family
In Heaven's place of valor, I'm sure you're in that company

Thank you my friend and brother for all that you taught me
Not just on the job but in life and when I fell you caught me
Our loss is Heaven's good gain, of this much, I can be sure
I heard it whispered by angels who sought to blessedly assure

You are gone but will never be forgotten my good friend
This is merely a transformation and not the end
In the distance, I'm certain that I heard a bell ringing
As you got your wings and the Heavenly choir was singing

(c)  August 21, 2019  Michael Romani
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Thought For the Day: War With Your Vices, Make Peace With Your Neighbors and Let Every New Year Find You A Better Person

“Be at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let every new year find you a better man.” – Benjamin Franklin

 

 

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First Principles: Stick Up For What You Believe In, But, Readily Admit When You Are Wrong

“Any man worth his salt will stick up for what he believes right, but it takes a slightly better man to acknowledge instantly and without reservation that he is in error.” – Andrew Jackson

 

 

 

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Bond of Carbon

There  in the center of all life is that bit of stardust that we know as carbon.  From it all that is considered organic is formed.

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Bond of Carbon
by Michael Romani

Carbon ash returns to source
By cremation turns to stardust, of course
In this carbon we find all connection
That is to be found in our inspection

Like the Lego blocks of the universe
It reaches out to reach in and then reverse
Snapped together any way that you might choose
Carbon is the element that no life can refuse

The structure of carbon in all of its array
Is responsible for the formation of DNA
A tiny tangle of threaded complexity
It's responsible for life's consistency

There in the heart of every living cell
Is the carbon that brings life in grand detail
There just waiting to be known and detected
Is the bubble of life that must be protected

(c)  August 20, 2019  Michael Romani
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First Principles: Our Motives To Act In Life Should Be the Relief of the Distressed; the Detection of Frauds; the Defeat of Oppression; and the Diffusion of Happiness

“Learning is not virtue but the means to bring us an acquaintance with it. Integrity without knowledge is weak and useless, and knowledge without integrity is dangerous and dreadful. Let these be your motives to action through life, the relief of the distressed, the detection of frauds, the defeat of oppression, and diffusion of happiness.” – Nathanael Greene

 

 

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Thought For the Day: I’d Rather See A Sermon Than To Hear One Any Day

“I’d rather see a sermon than hear one any day; I’d rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way.” – Edgar Guest, poet (20 Aug 1881-1959)

 

 

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Like Brothers

The things done in the military grows most men’s units in whatever force into something like family.  Most of us ended fighting for our brothers and sisters more than ideals or nations.  Some of us carry the memories of our fallen brothers with us.

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Like Brothers
by Michael Romani

It's the price we pay
For doing what we do
I remember having had
Saying this to you

Doing what was needed
As it needed to be done
Caution was seldom heeded
In the battles to be won

Forever faithful was your cry
Mine was quieter you said
Danger was faced with a sigh
No use carrying that weight in our heads

You and I, we went the distance
Having each other's backs naturally
We pushed past the resistance
Some took bets we'd end up in a movie

That is - until the day
You didn't get back up again
You'd have laughed, me having nothing to say
No smile; no joke; just tears for my friend

All these years rolled out
And it's looking like it's my time
I'm having less and less doubt
Giving up you'd say is a crime

So there it is and I don't
Forever faithful has a nice ring to it
Giving up is something I never do and I won't
I have more miles to take and need to do it

Tossed back a beer in your memory
Twin sons of different races and mothers
You had become like family
We'd count on one another like brothers

I got to live a lot longer
Who could have believed those odds
You were always the stronger
As I came to believe in God

And so I toss back another beer
For the man who didn't make it back
And so I shed one more tear
For my brother who didn't make it back

(c) August 19, 2019  Michael Romani
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Thought For the Day: If You Live To Be A Hundred, I Want To Live To Be A Hundred Minus One Day

“If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.” – A. A. Milne

 

 

 

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First Principles: When the Government Violates the People’s Rights, Insurrection Is the Most Sacred of Rights and Most Indispensable of Duties

“When the government violates the people’s rights, insurrection is, for the people and for each portion of the people, the most sacred of the rights and the most indispensible of duties.” – Marquis de Lafayette

 

 

 

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Ten Generations Lesson

This poem is based in part on Genesis 6:5-14 and the lessons derived from the life of Noah and the ten generation curse that walked us from the Garden of Eden to the great flood.

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Ten Generations Lesson
by Michael Romani

The world God created is awesome
There in the Garden of Eden it blossomed
But with ten generations, we too took His creation
Turning it into evil's desecration 

Ten generations; four hundred years
Mankind fell from favor causing God's tears
Grieved in His heart beyond mere reprimand
God decided to blot mankind from the land

Noah was found a righteous man and blameless
I wish I could say the same but have been shameless
Turning in fear not trust I have walked with sin
And must find my way back to God's favor again

Feeling certain that I should have listened well
Trusting in His ways and heeding the holy tales
If I had done so before I would have trusted in his ways
And instead of feeling cursed be blessed through my days

I need to return to the ways of sharp obedience
Finding my reliance on God's blessed providence
Pulling myself out of darkness back into light
And that wrongs that I've done, I wish to make right

To my best, I choose to live pure and walk Holy
That these be the things by which people know me
With a new beginning and promise, I close the door
Living the covenant and seeking no more

I look around at how the wickedness is in increase
While for myself, I pray and seek sin's decrease
I find myself motivated in thinking walking destiny
That is how I'll live in bringing a close to my journey

(c) August 18, 2019  Michael Romani
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