The Color of The Blues

The world, she is a cold one,
In case you ain’t heard the news,
I used to have a heart of gold,
But now I sing the blues.

I used to wear a big smile,
I had nothing to lose,
I once wore glasses tinted rose,
But now I sing the blues.

I saw people’s true intentions,
My temper turned a short fuse,
For years I saw through sight of red,
But now I sing the blues.

I had to make a living,
I need a home and I need food,
I sold my dreams just to make green,
And now I sing the blues.

I’ve loved and been abandoned,
Been broken down and used,
My soul turned a darker shade of black,
And now I sing the blues.

So listen well, young children,
Lest you be consumed,
Escape the towns with skies of gray,
Or you’re doomed to sing the blues.

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This blues-inspired poem is a bit out of the ordinary for my writing style, however being born and raised in Mississippi, I have deep roots in the culture. A recent friend of mine, an up and coming local Blues singer by the stage name Katfish Frogmore, inspired me to write this poem through my working with him to help make his career dreams come true. When I am able, I will be posting more about his journey, and am going to help him become a fellow blogger as well, so I ask that my readers be on the lookout for that. I also ask that if you have the time or even the slightest interest in the music genre that you click the linked text and give Katfish Frogmore’s Facebook page a visit and listen.

Bittersweet Sacrifice

Self-sacrifice is important at times. It keeps us grounded, grateful, and keeps us from becoming self absorbed and apathetic to the plights of others. However, one must be careful to not proverbially put oneself upon the altar at every opportunity. Some people will take advantage of a good person’s selfless intentions, and if a pattern forms, eventually one will sacrifice everything and be left with nothing. Most of the time, when this happens, the people that use someone will move on to the next willing victim to drain, as that person gave their all ergo has nothing left to offer. This often leaves a person with nothing, and no one to help him/her or even offer an ounce of gratitude. People will even use what one gives them to tear one down more, akin to someone giving a person the very knife to impale him/her on. It isn’t always intentional, but it happens, and in the end, one will be left at rock bottom, clinging desperately to the nothing he/she has left. By all means, do good to your fellow human beings. Compassion in these dark times is rare and needed, and not everyone will use you. However be sure that you don’t become a sheep in the midst of wolves. Besides, it is so hard to help others when you yourself are at a disadvantage.

Enough

Is enough ever good enough?

She had little to offer but herself, her intelligence, her humor, her passion for life. Was she enough?

She had no money but she had dreams, aspirations, strength and will. Did she plan enough?

She had a broken past, but a bright future. Was her spirit enough?

She gave her affection, her all. Was her love enough?

She fought for the love and life they built. Did she fight hard enough?

She gave him grays in her hair and lines on her face. Was her fading beauty enough?

She lost the fire in her eyes and the smile on her face. Were her tears enough?

She gave her time, one day at a time. Was her present enough?

She gave him the opportunity she craved while she spiraled into uncertainty. Was her future enough?

She gave everything when she had little to give, until she had no more. Was it enough?

Would it ever be enough, or when she had taken too much, would THAT bring in a realization?

Even then, with a realization after so long… Would that be enough for her?

Homelessness: The Vicious Cycle (A View from Someone Facing Your Worst Nightmare and Other’s Cruel Reality)

Photo by Mark O'Rourke via Flickr  (CC BY-ND 2.0)

Photo by Mark O’Rourke via Flickr
(CC BY-ND 2.0)

There is good in humanity. Some strive for equality. Some fight for the rights of others. Some cannot help but be empathetic to those around them. The flip side to that coin is that all too often, as a whole, humanity is greedy, narcissistic, and judgmental. One may not see it on a person to person basis, but one cannot deny the prevalence of self-indulgent tendencies executed by individuals that seem to never be able to put themselves into any other person’s shoes. As a species, we take so much for granted. We have the power to do great things, and we squander it, while at the same time criticizing others that have never had the chance to do what we are blessed to just to make ourselves feel better. We act as if our actions should have no consequence, while assuming that the consequences of others are well-deserved. We lack the ability to listen, not just hear. We have a long way to go.

There are many instances in which this is applicable, however, this morning I wish to focus your attention to the circumstance that recently lit a fire inside me. Life in and of itself is hard enough as it is when everything goes according to plan. There are bills to pay, mouths to feed, and for many, just surviving isn’t enough, as many want a chance to enjoy life. Now what if you add a bit of abnormality to this mix? Say one’s family wasn’t exactly supportive, or perhaps someone was born in an area where the job market was slim to none? Maybe an unexpected medical emergency emerges. Even still, someone could have a plan to better his/herself through college, only to have trouble getting there. No matter how much drive one has, there are some things out of one’s control. What happens when bad luck turns to worse luck, and for some small reason, a person loses everything just like that? Don’t kid yourself, it doesn’t always happen slowly over the course of years of bad decisions. It can happen in an instant, and it can happen to anyone if chaos decides it is your turn. What happens? That person very well, without the support of those around him/her, may become homeless.

Many of us could not fathom coping with such a circumstance, yet thousands upon thousands face this as their real life. Let me reiterate this since many people tend to dehumanize the homeless or use them as a heart string-pulling tabloid article to exploit them for personal gain: These people aren’t just characters in a story or a movie, this is real life, and all too often there are no happy endings, just forgotten faces turned into statistics. Being homeless in and of itself is tragic and frightening. One would not have a safe place to sleep, nothing to eat, no bathroom or shower, and little to no clothing. This is already a horrible situation, but it is a snare that few people can escape no matter how much they want the chance to better themselves. Too often I hear people say “Oh, well they should get a job or go to school, then they won’t be homeless.” I would like to point out the absolute ignorance of such an ill-thought out statement, since those people don’t look far enough into a situation that they have the luxury of not experiencing. Yes, getting a job pays the bills if one is lucky, and going to college enriches one’s education so that one can have more opportunities… However, stop and consider that to get a job in the first place or go to school, one requires personal grooming, clean clothes (many times specific clothes that must be purchased), and rest, all which are part of having a place to stay, which is hard to come by without a job from the start unless one has particularly charitable friends or family. Not to mention it can take time to get a job in the first place, much less to save up for a place to stay. Do you see the flaw in that logic? It is easy to tell people what they should do when you yourself have the means to do so.

I also see the influx of people that look down on the homeless, as if they are second rate citizens. They act as if these people have no merit whatsoever, as if they don’t have talent, intelligence, and dreams. They act as if the homeless can’t see the disdain in their eyes, and as if it doesn’t hurt them even more. As a human, it sickens me that my species does this on a large scale, and it sickens me even more that in today’s world so many people are allowed to get to that point in the first place. Let me be clear on something, for the people that are so offended by the unfortunate just for existing, I ASSURE you that the fact they have to beg and plead like a dog while people just walk on by offends their pride MUCH more. I know, I know, some people don’t like to see that life is not all roses and champagne, as it makes their First World problems seem as insignificant as they really are, but we need to stop dehumanizing the people suffering, lest we lose one of the very things that makes us human: compassion. Trust me, the people actually suffering hate it much more than you do to just see it for a few seconds before you avert your eyes.

The cynicism and self-centered nature that has become the new human condition is taken to a new level when one takes into consideration how many people on a daily basis do nothing but waste the opportunities that are proverbially handed to them on a silver platter in comparison. All the while they whine and complain about how they can’t afford frivolous, superficial possessions even after wasting the money they had on other frivolous, superficial possessions. People tend to take what they have for granted, forgetting that too many have much, much less with no chance to do better. They depend solely on human kindness, and in this world where people rarely take care of the people they know and care about that is a horrible thing to have to depend on. Some people may offer a few dollars to charity or to the people they see, but too often it is done out of a sense of easing just enough guilt and patting themselves on the back after choking down their third $10 coffee for the day while venting on social media how horrible their life is because the barista looked at them funny. While a few dollars can help someone eat for a day, that person still has no peace of mind nor stability. The only stability he/she knows is the routine of uncertainty. This is not to say that people should just give away their whole paycheck to others, but it is to bring everything into perspective so that people understand the severity of this scenario and see things from the side they don’t want to face. Keep in mind most of these people are not looking for a handout or your pity, they want the means to provide for themselves. They want to regain the dignity and pride they once had.

In closing, I want to say this: If you find yourself judging someone less fortunate than you, stop and remind yourself that everyone does not have the same story. Sometimes we don’t even get to write parts of our own story, but are left to try to turn a plot twist into a good ending. If you find yourself complaining about what you don’t have, then aspire for more, but appreciate what you have nonetheless. Don’t insult the struggle of those less fortunate by never being satisfied. If you can, take the time to learn someone’s story. Show true compassion. And remember to be thankful for that frustrating job, the nerve wracking exams, and the cluttered house. You don’t know what you have until it is gone, and if you lose it, you’ll be at the mercy of people that may be just like you. God help you if that is a bad thing.

At times, the most harmful lies come in the guise of sincerity, as not everyone means what they say…

“I’m not like everyone else.”

“I’ll take care of you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It won’t happen again.”

“I’ll make it up to you.”

“I love you.”

Trust a person’s actions, not his/her words. Words can be deceiving, as words are easy. Actions tell the truth as one will take the course of action he/she really believes in.

A Drop in Activity…

I am sorry to say that due to a recent personal emergency, I will be less active on my blog for an undetermined amount of time. I will attempt to post at least once a week and still be active through comments, however I have so much on my mind at present that it is increasingly difficult to concentrate on anything but the matter at hand. I wish all of my followers and fellow bloggers the best, and I will return to a more stable activity rate as soon as possible.

Best regards and happy blogging,

EloquentDeviance

Free-Style Writing: Art

I have been nominated for something I haven’t had much experience in, free style writing. Thank you to A Scintilla of Thoughts for the nomination!

He found her smile as colorful and vibrant as a fresh brush stroke on canvas.
He took great joy in her laugh, as it was as whimsical as a summer song.
He listened to her words, wise and philosophical.
He couldn’t help but dance with her, as her movements were poetry in motion.
He craved her touch, as it was as soft as a newly knit sweater.
He relished the life they lived together, as everything she touched, blossomed.
She created a new world by being near. Their love was nothing short of pure art.

Time: 5 minutes 3 seconds

Word Count: 95

RULES
1) Open an MS Word document (or any other editor)
2) Set a stop watch or your mobile of 5-10 minutes.
3) Your topic is at the foot of this post, DO NOT SCROLL DOWN TO SEE IT UNTIL YOU ARE READY WITH A TIMER.
4) Fill the word document with as much words as you want. Once you began writing do not stop.
5) Do not cheat by going back and correcting spellings and grammar with spell check (it is only meant for you reflect on your control on sensible thought flow)
6) You may or may not pay attention to punctuation and capitals.
7) At the end of your post write down the number of words
8) Do not forget to copy paste the entire passage on your blog post with a new topic.

My nominees are:

https://fullcirclelifecoach.wordpress.com/

https://fightalone.wordpress.com/

http://pascalorelus.com/

Nominees, your topic, should you choose to participate, is SUCCESS.