Village Idiot Publishing (C) 2000 Diary of a Spirit
STANDING STRONG
A tragic day, for the trials of life,
And I struggle to carry on.
A blizzard in the morning,
And sunshine by afternoon.
My body is withered by arthritic pain.
The weather torments me,
But still I keep my pace.
The events of the day,
Are more traumatic than my pain.
Twenty years of working, to get it,
Only an hour to here the worst.
Semitic reasoning, a punishable crime;
Resisting arrest for speaking your mind.
Must we all be pacified cowards,
And give no voice to a crime.
What next, shine their boots,
While they beat us for fun.
Acuity of the jaw, or you go to jail.
We are the superior ones,
Bow down or we'll give you despair.
And the Christian opinion,
Must always be heard.
In the bible belt of Texas,
Where no true Jew speaks his mind.
A beard is a sign of evil,
So be sure to be onguard.
Watch them in the streets,
And in the stores,
You know their everywhere.
Oh how long must I stand the sorrow,
And tolerate the pain?
Longsuffering and patience,
Is a virtue for my gain.
But the gain I seek is wisdom,
And not a fleshly thing,
Though it would be nice,
To just suffice To know it's safe outside.
So what then tomorrow,
Will there be some reward.
Must I always seek glory,
Can there be something more.
Intellect is above glory,
But why can't they see.
They lust for this thing,
And it brings so much grief.
I guess I'll never know them, Or truly understand.
This way they think is frightening,
But they cannot see their hate.
It's all just pure and moral,
And the way it was meant to be.
If you don't think that it's righteous,
Then you just need to leave.
But leaving is for cowards,
And I should say I'm not the type,
To say pretty please to a bully,
Or let him get my goat.
So this day is like any other,
When you're surrounded by bigotry.
But to know that you're not like them,
Brings salvation and inner peace.