Posterous theme by Cory Watilo

Resolve

Overcommit
Resolved:

 

Not to make any empty resolutions of delusions of grandeur

Like losing 20 lbs. or not being a man-whore

Because everything that I could ever dream to be

Would be unattainable or unrealistic babble…

Just to end up coming up short

To watch the crows and vultures gather

To pick at the carcasses left scattered

On the boulevard of broken dreams

Of things that don’t even matter…

Yeah, it would be cool to get some fresh new clothes

But my skin is the issue and it’s getting old –

It’s not the complexion that’s the problem

But it covers up my intentions –

A heart full of apathy, neglect, impenitence and impotence

If I want to see real change in my current situation

I don’t need a new scene or diet

I need propitiation

 

Vegan, egalitarian, legalistic behavior modifications

Won’t bring me lasting peace; just new sensations

Pragmatic emotions to feel as though I’m getting something accomplished

While I’m locked in the wardrobe waiting for Aslan

Eating Turkish Delight instead of the King’s meat

Because “man can’t live on bread alone”

(And this stuff is so sweet)

And there I go…

Trying’ to get back to old days via new ways

Like a has-been actor who thinks he’s still got the chops

But I’m just a hack character

Waiting to break out and my performance needs enhancement

But I’m already broken, so a new role ain’t the answer

 

I’ll do my best work when I’m just a feature

And my features improve drastically

When I’m not the star of this picture

Attributes augmented by the perfect performance

Of the Lead Role Majestic

Whose method is conformity

My independent work showed me

For what I was to the people

But it never portrayed the truth about problems that haunt me

Or how to defeat evil –

So I played myself to the bone

As a notorious scene-stealer

But it couldn’t pay the bills and never guaranteed a sequel…

 

I’m done with low-budget “the grittier, the better”

This may be the Year of the Dragon

But the Script says there’s gonna be rain in the weather

So I’m giving’ up on my best life now until Eden’s made right

And the only way to becoming a better man

Is by living out life as the Bride…

 

True resolve found in the love of Another

 Say hello to the married life.

 

 

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon