To all the readers and viewers of this blog and the accompanying Flickr photos, Aloha Promises Forever wishes you and yours:
May the shamrocks be as soft as you please
May your dogs never wake up with fleas
May tomorrow always somehow out shine
All the yesterdays you believed so fine
May we always find a time to raise a toast
And even more for those that we love most
You cannot outrun grief.
On Outrunning Grief by Michael Romani It has been said And I assume it's true Words from inside my head That same for me; the same for you You hide yours in a diary I keep mine locked inside me Both of us seeking relief But we cannot outrun our grief The more our hope appears It seems just as quietly to disappear The secret is known from the start Each of us must follow our hearts The world is not so dark That we'll fall apart on a lark And I am not such a victim of blindness That I don't feel every bit of your kindness The heart knows as much as the brain We know this feeling though we strain The words that I wish I could say I'll have to show you in another way (c) March 17, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
“I am certain in my heart that all that I am, I have received from God. – Saint Patrick
Based in part on The Epistle to the Philippians 3:7-14:
Tumbleweed Connection by Michael Romani You only have this life to live For its worse and what it might give But each of us lives each day One at a time with no other way Life is not any sort of dress rehearsal There are second chances but not reversal From the instant that the curtain falls We live each moment as fate will call Each day lived is the performance of our life Be each day lived in earnest peace or in strife We journey each day fully intending our destination Losing ground with each loss to procrastination Here then is the process of keeping our direction We find life is more than a tumbleweed connection Seizing each day to grab it and live it to the full Small hat all cowboy never afraid to ride the bull Each of our days numbered to gain each more wisdom That we might live our days according to the kingdom So little time and so very much to for each of us to do And so it must be lived each the fullest by me and you To do this we must keep in mind three little things These things to be done no matter what the day brings Each day we need to let go of all that is done and past No longer holding on to the things that were ill cast Nor should we hold to the good lived in our yesterday But, must indeed travel on our journey to find our way Whatever gains these matter little for Christ's good sake It is each new day that we must resolve to live and make Having left the road of the past in that left behind It's our duty to step forward keeping this in mind No looking to the past but keeping focus on our journey It's the here and now that gets us to our destiny Straining forward and toward those things heavenward Doing today what makes today paving ever forward It is the step taken right each moment that pleases Giving glory to God's sacred day in all its bits and pieces There's a gold nugget in aiming past what's above you Forward and past the mark of calling in all we aim to do There in each of our heartfelt callings is that needed reach That presses on our souls to live and walk what we preach With a hammer and chisel in hand we build our road Persisting in what we do as we know that it's told There in our highest calling we follow the Lord's way Living with our fullest intention each and every day (c) March 17, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
“It is better to prevent crimes than to punish them.” – Cesare Beccaria, philosopher and politician (15 Mar 1738-1794)
“The essence of Government is power; and power, lodged as it must be in human hands, will ever be liable to abuse.” – James Madison (1829)
Danger is the stranger that leaves us curious enough to look closer…
Scorpion's Sting by Michael Romani We stain our souls In our house of pain Nothing left to console As we flail against the strain Venom of the scorpion calls Into the veins filled with danger The truth of claws sells Even as we remain strangers Seldom stopping to observe We somehow miss the wonder Perhaps it is what we deserve Ricocheting blunder to blunder Someone has to care for the broken Those shattered; those shunned These words so seldom spoken Rest outplayed and outgunned Peer into the looking glass Among the dusty cases Where the curious might pass Before the trap embraces (c) March 16, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
Hatred stokes the fear that burns across our world in random outcroppings of rage and destruction. That being said, to take away the people’s right to bear arms and defend themselves seems like an ill thought out consequence, Madam Prime Minister…In doing so you have only left those with bad intentions armed and the decent folks waiting to be victims.
Hello Brother by Michael Romani Hello brother He greeted The man with the gun Offering peace Offering love Offering another Another way of being Another way of seeing And was as quickly done God grants his release Hello brother Can we walk awhile Maybe find reason to smile Please put away your hate You know it's not too late I see that you know pain I know it makes you insane Maybe we could just talk If you'd only come and walk And put it away and wait A fascist hating the different Another man being reverent One of them not really there Filled with disdain and fear The other fully awake and present One with heart and ears The other only with his fears It might have ended differently The world whispers reverently But, it didn't... (c) March 16, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
I have been reading through a series of works by Yuval Noah Harai that seems topical and a historian’s blend of philosophy and history projecting into humanity’s future. It’s been challenging and is spawning a few poems that are often in rebuttal of what I’m reading. I do believe, however, that there appears to be some worth to be gained by nearly all in having at least a passing familiarity with the topics he touches on.
Article 19 (The Burden of Secularism) by Michael Romani Not to be too stark in my pessimism Wishing I could only speak with optimism But the ideals of mass secularization Sometimes strikes at liberty with particularism The secularists pretend commitment to the truth But over and again since the day of my youth I have been witness to dogmatic hypocrisy When confronted with the failures of their legacy Some who believe in this secular sort of fashion Believe they are and have the truest means of compassion Never understanding that they value stems from God's law And secularism is but a faint echo deep within the Fall Too often eagerly embracing their flawed Marxism Which has proven itself fraudulent in its catechism Bringing to our world a hurt full of abject misery Than we have ever before seen in our human history Staking a claim for the just cause of needed equality The reality is too often just the rise of another hierarchy Claiming itself the path toward greater freedom Each technocracy has proven more oppressive then kingdoms Teaching our children that they are more earth's citizens The has come to reduce us all to sordid global denizens By pretending free thinking conquers all the unknown They have instead lifted an elite from humanity's shadow Lacking ethical commitment and but falsified responsibility Society has lost its moral compass and its capability Catchy slogans and inspirationally false battle cries Does not replace real truth from top down sorts of lies There is an insistence on decrying the ignorance of masses As the beloved leaders burn our world into yesterday's ashes Replacing mercy with the wanton extermination of millions These prophets of Marxism have come to enslave billions Acknowledging the shadow and weight of industrialization The ways of truth have given away to progressive modernization Freedom has given way to the dictatorship of the majority And with this come successive losses in our strained morality Secularism has bled its cold shower of dogmatic abuse With its dissenters sentenced to the gulags ill put to use While finding fragments of faith in our shared humanity Truth seeking has been laid to frozen waste out of vanity Prophets of the godless continue to drag down our humanity Pretending to be self righteous while tearing at our dignity Declaring that everyone has a right to opinion's self expression Because after all, they wouldn't want to leave a bad impression There remains that every creed must bear its own shadow Mistakes and blindspots that lead down the wrong road Time has shown the value of knowing our inclined ignorance And in these constraints, the need to find our tolerance (c) March 15, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
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