Mark and Mick

In the end it does not matter what the words say,

nor what the man promised,

The end says it all.

And if the the man promised greatness, and he faltered,

Or if the man faltered and rose to excellence…

Who should care?

A man has only his own weight and bears it as best he can.

There are pivotal obstacles that no one outside can measure.

These make a great man lesser

And a leeser man seem great.

We learn through the lens that traffics constant effort.

A relentless effort.

A great untireless struggle. Yes I say yes! Bare the pain.

We win because we do it in love.

Give us each our time

And see us as the eager tendril

That once trampled on, has finally pushed through.

In the end it does not matter what the words say. nor what the man promised.

The end says it all.

And if the man promised greatness...and he faltered,

Or if the man faltered and rose to excellence,

Who should care? A man has only his weight and bears it as best he can.

There are pivotal obstacles that no one outside can measure.

These make a great man lesser

and a lesser men seem great.

We learn only through through the lens that traffics constant effort.

A grand solar tropic gamble.

Give us each our time and see us as the eager tendril

that once trampled on , has finally pushed through.

Betrayed ll

Ah, once this person showered me with praise and all thoughts lovely and with equality… called me Uncle as if we were family.

But then we entered into business and the terms of our discourse upset me greatly as negotiations were shaded with mistrust and questions as if we were not observant of those ties that bind a family into unwavering loyalty.

And now I know that blood is blood and everything else is a promise that may shatter with the next wind.

It is a pity, a great pity ……an even greater sorrow.