Dan Michaelson

I’m begging for time
My time is short as near as the next blow.
It would be anyway, but now I have added several “variables” to the classic tick tock of the heart and soul.
Or perhaps just the heart as you may have it.
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A friend once wrote me and asked me a favor.
I hadn’t talked to him for awhile.
But since he’s my friend I wanted to savor.
His approval and ever missed rarified smile.
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When my faith is strong
I am very meek
When my ego’s big
My faith is weak
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Her amber hair
My bulbous nose
Her silken blouse
My thrown on clothes
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Where do I go, when I die?
Somewhere up there, into the sky?
Will you see me, with your eye?
When I go up in the sky.
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The Lady wore a silken blue dress for her beau to see
The old man he had to notice the day was very clear and quite windy
She would go by his porch front and twirl for him and all to see.
As if to say here I am for you my old lover, please don’t ever forget me
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As I sit here at work and ponder my lot
I seem to have time to worry a lot
About my family, my friends, my much perceived foes
It seems to me at times they contribute to my woes
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I'm scared because my family seems to be slowly withering
Is this what I have to look forward to until my time
Is this what all people have to go through.
I know it is
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A man who had a very sick insides
Went in for some physical surgery
He came out as scared as before this wild ride
Not knowing whatever could and would be
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Congratulations.
You have received that which is taking the world down.
A not-so-new device called WE.
WE, is such an important device that “we” in our quest for the freedom of speech and expression, have offered it to YOU, the suffering soul wishing to exercise these “freedoms” that have been cherished and sought after for many a year.
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A year gone by a year to come
If ever I was sure of One
The everlasting calm for me
And all who seek Him, serenity
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What is pain?
Is it that what we feel physically, oh the agony?
Is it that what we feel in our heart, oh the anguish?
Is it what we feel in our souls, oh the torment, the fear?
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Morning sleep has ended soon
I cant arise this am June
I should be glad, I have survived
What’s wrong with this, his head had spied
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No memories when I felt the warmth.
No memories when I saw the sun
I feared the past and wished for morn.
I spent the time alone undone.
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What can I do with this feeble heart
My plans are true, then fall apart
The course is plain for all to see
Except that one, that one who’s me
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I wish I had the peace inside.
A calm once knew, at my side.
My fondest wish, I must confide.
A wish is that, not real just tried.
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Take my home.
Take my car.
Take my dishes.
Take my clothing.
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Is there life after death?
Makes me think of that sometimes
Will I be or just get
A pile of dust and bone chip lies.
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