Do I?

Do  I ?

Do I answer the call?

Do I give my all?

Do I stand in the gap?

 

Even when the call is obscured?

Even when the call is unpopular?

Even when I am demonized?

 

Do I stand my ground?

Do I risk my life?

Do I pray?

 

Even when the stand is unpopular?

Even when the risk is my life?

Even when I pray and the answer isn’t Popular?

 

60’s we were cursed!

Later there was a new verse.

What will today bring?

 

The Commander and chief is smeared!

Other chiefs scurrying for cover.

I am called to stand in the gap!

 

Integrity does not adhere to hoax

Popularity is not a jump from a bridge

I stand in the gap!

 

I am a Marine!

I am Army!

I am Air force!

I am Navy!

 

I am your gap!

I uphold the values!

Your hearts may waver, I won’t!

 

As the wind blows

As the wind Blows

Strength from within is needed in this life

Know who you are and where your going

Taking on the World as the wind is blowing

Your roots being deep within integrity

Learning from mistakes and failure

Allow the wind to blow away the obscure

Do not be tossed and turned around

By those with many doctrines

Allow the wind to sift out the options

His voice is a whisper

Within the wind

And within the whirlwind

In the silence of each day

listen for the voice

The wind will bring the choice

Taking on the World as the wind is blowing

Tick Tick Tick

Tick Tick

Tick Tick it comes on quick.

The time has hands which slip by each second coming closer to the end.

Attention should be paid with each tick that escapes a moment in each breath we take.

This life is a gift let us not be remiss in listening to each tick of the day.

The sound it makes whispers away a moment lost.

No turning back the ticking clock.

Winding up the day with choices we make creates waste of time.

Tick Tick it comes quick.

Kiss the loved one each day.

The time has hands which slip by each second coming closer to the end.

Leave no apologies unsaid

Attention should be paid with each tick that escapes a moment in each breath we take.

The breath may be taken away like a thief in the night.

This life is a gift let us not be remiss in listening to each tick of the day.

Accidents happen no chance to say goodbye.

The sound it makes whispers away a moment lost.

Moments lost in anger, give remorse and love.

No turning back the ticking clock.

Put heart and soul on ones sleeve.

Set the timer to go off the rails.

Enjoy each moment with sails of freedom to create.

No time wasted only tasted.