Scary Thought

When asked about such scary thought
Encountered on the road I walked,
He did not flinch, expected it –
He knew somehow I'd feel the hit.

“Don't sweat it, I felt much the same;
You need not worry ’bout his games,
For checks are in community –
It's bigger than he'll ever be.

“For if they don't walk out on him
They'll bottom-blow his boat – he'll swim
Before they stand for that too much –
It's classic power-grab and such.

“I hate a fettered life in tasks,
And try to dump them, or I ask
To be exempt, but then I find
Myself I've crippled with my mind.

“You said it once, (an Ivan quote),
How balance is not in one bloke,
But in the body-life of folk,
And by ourselves we're mist and smoke.”

“So can I help avert despair?
Help him before beyond repair?”
“Sure, help him seek community,
And larger scheme he needs to feed.

“For we can King-Of-Mountain be
If snow-pile's all that we can see;
We ‘dummy down’ to small enough;
With Lilliputians strut our stuff.

“Administrators get things moved,
So they're brought on as if they're grooved;
Then when it's done they pull the rug,
Pass out the watch, and give a hug.

“Most people are not fooled by power,
Small movements made within an hour;
But roadblocks blown with dynamite,
For everyone make future bright.

“The ‘guest’ and ‘extra’ sally in
And strut their stuff (a place you've been);
Create some space, let in some air;
It's lumpy – seems they do not care.

“The key is severance – swift and clean –
For core is not what they have been;
Such little ripple on the pond
Is made the day they are off and gone.

“So watch your ass, it might be you
They'll use to execute the fool;
New brooms are used to sweep the floor
When others they want out the door.

“Ask who the core and buffer are;
Keep fingers out of cookie jar;
In flow of cash the truth is seen
By cops, and those whose sight is keen.

“Ask ‘Who's alarmed when newness comes?’
‘Who's getting tossed out on their bums?’
‘Who gains without a bloodied hand?’
And then such roles you'll understand.

“It's going to happen soon or late;
If life you'll save, don't hesitate;
They'll see his weakness, move right in,
Take out his legs, walk on – quite grim.

“It can't be stopped, he needs to know;
It's not with malice is the blow;
It's done to save community –
‘Walk with, don't shove, or pull – he'll see’.”

“Lift up your eyes and voice, my friend;
Climb higher hills, don't con-descend;
The school's designed for you to learn,
So you'll attain for what you yearn.

“Speak from the truth, not of it, man;
Retain your distance best you can;
Watch baited hooks when they appeal;
Have back-up plan in every deal;

“Pre-grieve each road you walk along;
Stay close to wife; stay far from wrong;
Find outside place for excellence;
Keep outside job – they'll make you dance;

“You've got a lot on wish-list new;
There's endless things for you to do;
Get ticket punched; the way to up
Is down, in-service, bitter cup.”

Lord, as I watch all this transpire,
There's things to which I too aspire –
“What's going on?” “Why all this mess?”
“What of this truth I now confess?”

“Like Lori’s words, to you, my son;
‘The strife is o’er’ and ‘Battle won’,
‘Now is the victor's song begun’,
Let praise of triumph's bells be rung.

“For now's the day of sweet release;
It's come for people craving peace;
You wanted to live in a town
Before you took the cup and gown.

“Be careful what you ask for, Stu,
For I pay heed, give it to you;
Fulfill the deep desires of heart;
Bring things to pass; new life impart;

“Live out Returning's words of old;
Live where you are; be gentle-bold;
Matured and grown on exile's road;
In Christ come under Brandon's load.

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