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The Blame Game

 

Monday, yes Monday. Monday I'm going to change

Yes, this time, this Monday, Monday will be the day

This time I swear to God, this time I'm going to do it

This time I won't let them get to me, this time I mean it

Really, this time for sure, this one is for real, really real

 

I hate myself for being who I am, but I hate them more

God how I hate them, they think their so damn smart

So righteous and always have all the answers for me

I'll show them, I'll show them, I'll make them eat their words

When I get straight, I'll show them all this time, Monday for sure

 

All those years, all those years they put me down, I'll get even

I'll make them eat all those words, they'll all be sorry

They will all be so very, very stinking sorry they did this to me

But I'll show them, I'll get even, I'll get even with all of them

They will all come crawling, begging, yes, starting this Monday

 

They have always blamed me,

its always been my fault, they said

If they only knew it wasn't my fault,

it was their fault, not mine, theirs

It was their fault I turned out the way I turned out,

their fault, all their fault

Completely their fault,

if they would have listened to me, respected me

Treated me different, loved me in the first place,

it all would be

different

 

But they just never listened,

never listened to me, never, never

But I'll show them,

then they will all feel the guilt and shame

They will feel the pain

they have caused me all these years

This time I'll show them, this time for sure,

starting Monday

But first one last drunk, yes,

just one last drunk, just one more

 

Then I'll show them, this time

I'll really show all those arrogant people

Monday....

 

Small variations of this are heard around the world.

The Blame Game is a Game of learned behaviors

Add Drugs and Alcohol plus a large dose of ISM

And you can easily see the Past and the Future

In AA we get 'another' opportunity to change the Game

We also get free, the Gift of Choice, real choice in life

Maybe its time to Blame the Game, its a sick Game

Maybe its time to get out of the Game.... Maybe ?

 

With love in AA from Indonesia....

David for Lamps

 

World Leadership

 

Tomorrow I will bow to

the clenched inner sanctum

of repression

 

To follow

to live

my dreams planned,

hardly....

 

I must shorten my step

traced to pace their

majesty of folly !

David for Leaders

 

 

didn't do nothen....

 

my first meeting was in an eight p.m. church meeting

there were seven mosaics of jesus starren down the walls

there were twelve people sitting around six small tables

they held five meetings a week at that old shabby church

I had two sponsors over the years from that church place

and that meeting became my home group for four years

three of us went to coffee regularly after that meeting

I usually got home in those old days about ten or eleven

step nine was the first step I worked, I wanted forgiveness

 

but that's all I did those first years, didn't do much

at least I didn't think so, maybe I did more than I thought ?

David for Lamps

 

 

The 12 Step Dance....

 

I did the Dance of one and two, and one and two

cause that old god was looking for me I thought

and if that old god found me I'd be dust for sure

 

I did the Dance of one two three and one two three

cause the last thing I wanted to do was four and five

how could I ever tell anyone those dark things I did

 

I did the Dance of one and twelve and one and twelve

I'd been around for a long now and I spoke just fine

they laughed and cried and I wowed the newcomers

 

I did the Dance of one and thirteen and one and thirteen

and I loved this Dance and I Danced this Dance often

Then I only Danced thirteen and I Danced myself stoned

 

One day I woke up and I Danced step one and I liked it

so I Danced step two through all the way to step eleven

figured I Danced so much I'd try that Step Twelve again

 

now I can Dance each one of those 12 Steps one by one

I could side step some again if I wished, I know how

but when I Dance with you I want to Dance my best....

David for Lamps & NBG

 

 

My Name is

HIV/AIDS

 

I will take the lives of you children

your boys and girls

I will take the lives of your adults

your men and women

I will even take the lives of your elders

all are fair game to ME

 

I have no conscience as to who I infect

I am HIV/AIDS....

I have no pride or emotions

I only know I exist

I am alive....

 

Take this warning, indeed my friends

please do not sleep in my path

Be awake and please be aware

I am harm in harms way

 

Learn quickly about ME

teach your children

teach all your folks about ME

and please stay away from me....

 

If you get ME, I will take years to

kill you

years, hard horrible years

for you, your family and friends

All those around you, all will live in

fear frustration and hostility

 

I never asked to be born

yet born I am

Know ME

Understand ME and

please my friend

Kill ME

Before I kill you !

 

My name is

HIV/AIDS

I am coming

I have come to live in

Indonesia

I am here seeking residents,

today

 

I have no memory of when I was born

a long very long time ago

Yet the memory of my birth

or why I was born

Is faded, even to myself....

Like yesterdays storm of rain

 

My given name

adopted by those in charge

Is HIV/AIDS....

 

To many I am only a name

To many a name like

Polio, Flu, TB, Dengue Fever

or dog or cat.... !

For many, they may hear of ME

maybe even see ME,

but....

 

Those many certainly don't

see ME

My given name is HIV/AIDS

but....

My true real name is

death

 

My profession is based on

confusion

and fear

and destruction

and despair

and finally,

death

 

I am shared and passed along

By oceans of blood

Rivers of sex

The rock and roll of the Ages

live free and freely

I live in total freedom

 

In each of the 4 Directions

North, East, West, South

That is the spreading

NEWS

I live everywhere, in every country

Town and city, in every

alley and ghetto

suburb and highrise

I live here in

Indonesia

 

Oh yes be well aware

I live taken residence in Indonesia

 

You do not know me well.... yet

And.... with My solemn promise

I, HIV/AIDS Promise you....

You will come to know ME well

Very well in the near future !

 

I wish this were not so

I wish this were not true

I wish I was never born

Yet the fact remains

I am born

I am alive

I am strong

I travel a crooked path

I move swiftly

I give no warning

I am invisible to the naked eye

 

I am a raw feverish killer

And I have come to visit Indonesia

 

Maybe even visit you.... !

David

Nabire AIDS Candlelight Memorial 1998

 

 

Over the Ashes

 

warm Jakartan winds blowing gently

over ashes and remains

of zinged bodies silenced forever

and of debris that crackles under our feet

reminders of the mind of riot

and mindless rioters

passioned by blood and hypocrisy

 

we grieve at the senselessness of greed

we scorn at the bewilderment of neglect

we mourn for the lost forgotten innocent

we cry with the parents and the lost children

 

smoke unfurls reaching beyond high rise buildings

sending forth forlorn messages of death and decay

rainbows appear hidden covered by billowing haze

arc from remembered past to undiscovered future

the path uncharted the journey unfolds uncertain

 

the seeker seeks

the voyager voyages

the thinker wonders about tomorrow

and we remain in the heart of Jakarta

our home where our family lives

 

may God blow the smoke

with the kind loving Breath of God

to all corners of the country

and to all corners of the world

 

we pray for Jakarta

for Indonesia

for ourselves

for You ....

 Incense is lit and prayers are in the wind .....

 

Joyce & David for all Indonesians

May 22, 1998

 

 

 The Four Horsemen

 

midnight rides wild against the wind

'steeds', red, black, smoke and gray

galloped unreined from city to shore

directionless, the 4 directions gave

way to pounded hoofs and mouths

hurling insane foam and sweat of pace

 

slowly, oh so slowly

I did manage to slow the steeds down,

 

today they 4 mostly walk, they too are older now, more tired.

today I hold the reins in both hands, old hardened calluses

are softer now, the steeds stop now and then, occasionally

to graze in the moist green, green grass, I am grateful when

they halt, today I dismount, regularly....

and rest with them in the grass,

 

we 5 can be seen peaceful from a distance on a

seasons day, and we smile and laugh some, and moon howl too

 

I never forget the days of the Bandit, the Midnight Ride of

lasted years, I never forget the 'steeds' of red, black, smoke

and gray, their lust hunger for unbearable freedom and the

thunder of hooves and gusted wind, I too never forget the days

of now, and I never leave home without the 'reins'....

Never...

David for Lamps, Jakarta, June '98

 

 

Steadfast

 

I only know how to stand fast

steadfast focused to the point where

my heart leads me

 

I have

'chosen'

and this word I know

is mine alone

Joyce, San Francisco, September 27 '95

 

 

Seed in the Ether

 

to Battle thought is honorable,

to Fight ghosts senseless

to have 4 eyes doubled fends both front and back always

to conceive is nothing special to right conception a blessing

to awaken the Father, to awaken the Son is coo to the past

within each seed is soil root ocean shore, the 4 Fold Pathway

who dares to plant the Seed in the Ether....

David for Scott, Jakarta, June 28, '98

 

Battles

 

We have fought many battles this year,

mostly each other

Reasons and Excuses are many, some justified,

some unjustified, all are filled with Ego,

based with and upon Fear....

Will this change ?

Maybe, maybe not.

 

We may try

if courage and wisdom are sought.

Wed, 30 Dec 1998 08:49:42 +0700

David for Lamps, '98

 

 

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