EMS Poetry

Constantly critiquing, our judgement bestow.

Constant projection, of what they may think,

Questioning motives, investigating the link.

Squashing their knowledge, defeating desire,

Crushing their spirit, extinguishing their fire.

Our partners, r work mates, all on the tour,

Regardless their status, we need to assure.

Why can’t we build, why not construct,

Why can’t we embolden, encourage, instruct.

Those looking to us, to learn and to grow,

Earnestly seeking, to be in the know.

Cherish their desire, and fuel their flames,

Strengthen their will, lessen their shames.

Give em our years, our knowledge n sight,

Share that third sense, and shed some light.

We have much to offer, more than we know,

Offer that blessing, so they can grow.

Cast off the shadow, disgruntled and mad,

Explore the old you, encouraged unclad.

Let out that captive, locked deep within,

Don’t be prisoner, this new deceptive spin.

Some may be better, more years on the truck,

Maybe just a blessing, maybe just luck.

Maybe we’ve led, experience our friend,

Overseeing others, so many skills to lend.

Regardless reason, use knowledge well,

Not haughtily, grudgingly, but so’ll can excel.

It only takes once,
To feel it’s bite.
You’re entrapped in its jaws,
No matter how you fight.

Escape it offers,
The utopia you feel.
The false sense of peace,
Is absolutely not real.

It’s just for a moment,
So you’re really mislead.
Reality has a way,
Of rearing its ugly head.

Realism back in focus,
Troubles still there.
You realize no escape,
The greatest nightmare.

So more you must try,
To gain control.
Gambling your life,
And selling your soul.

Try as you might,
Fighting with will.
A prisoner you’ll be,
That it’ll eventually kill.

Should you sleep,
To never awake.
A miscalculation,
A fatal mistake.

Don’t ever dare dabble,
Don’t even take a peek.
Don’t take that life’s gamble,
Don’t fall for its mystique.

Run away from this monster,
With all of your might.
Keep those you love from it,
And it’s ferocious bite.