Note to Self

Take a few bets
That can’t be won.

Accomplish a task
That can’t be done.

Face the fears
That can’t be outrun.

Be a guiding light
When we’ve lost sight
Of the sun.


My Good Friend

I know you’re crazy.
I see that sparkle in your eye.
You’ve a gaze that pierces
Deep down inside
Into my very core.
I’ve learned I can’t hide anything
From you anymore.
Which brings me relief!
From now on,
I won’t hide what’s underneath.


To live a humble life
Is all in vain.
Both the wicked and the just
Receive their rain.

Stolen seeds
And kidnapped cattle
Still will feed
The men who battle
Against the owner
Of that farm,
Whose hands had never
Done no harm.