The Great Diversion

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*The Great Diversion*

An Author writes his novel—
Hoping he’ll make it big…
A Musician plays in his Band—
Hoping for a Larger gig.
An Artist paints a canvas—
Hoping to be on display…
Broadcast Majors plan to Announce—
They study Play by Play.
An Athlete Runs Many Miles
To be on
A Walk of Fame…
A Poet develops Verse—
Desperately
Throwing Out
Her Name.
Well-Connected Dreamy Eyes
Think they can save TV,
One Network after another—
They’re brought back to Reality.

Others just want to get by;
They live just for the payout…
Right when there’s time for Love—
They’re right back on their Way Out.

A Mechanic Repairs
A Therapist Cares
An Accountant Counts
While Salesmen Discount
Carpenters Construct
Businessmen Conduct
Fashionistas Design
Architects Align
A Butcher Chops
A Janitor Mops
A Valet Parks
A Detective Narks
A Cabby Drives
A Sailor Dives
Acupuncturists Puncture
Engineers Structure
A Chef Fries
A Pilot Flies
An Agent Spies
A Politician Lies
And Workers Work
And Workers Work
And Work and Work…

They Work and Work and Work,
They Dream, They Sweat, They Chatter,
It’s all a Great Diversion
From the One thing that Really Matters.

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The Great Diversion

From Art of Mind: Philosopoems to the World

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AOM I

*The Great Diversion*

An Author writes his novel—
Hoping he’ll make it big…
A Musician plays in his Band—
Hoping for a Larger gig.
An Artist paints a canvas—
Hoping to be on display…
Broadcast Majors plan to Announce—
They study Play by Play.
An Athlete Runs Many Miles
To be on
A Walk of Fame…
A Poet develops Verse—
Desperately
Throwing Out
Her Name.
Well-Connected Dreamy Eyes
Think they can save TV,
One Network after another—
They’re brought back to Reality.

Others just want to get by;
They live just for the payout…
Right when there’s time for Love—
They’re right back on their Way Out.

A Mechanic Repairs
A Therapist Cares
An Accountant Counts
While Salesmen Discount
Carpenters Construct
Businessmen Conduct
Fashionistas Design
Architects Align
A Butcher Chops
A Janitor Mops
A Valet Parks
A Detective Narks
A Cabby Drives
A Sailor Dives
Acupuncturists Puncture
Engineers Structure
A Chef Fries
A Pilot Flies
An Agent Spies
A Politician Lies
And Workers Work
And Workers Work
And Work and Work…

They Work and Work and Work,
They Dream, They Sweat, They Chatter,
It’s all a Great Diversion
From the One thing that Really Matters.

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Ball State University Creative Piece

From Alma Mater Vol. 1: The Midwest. Available Now!

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*Ball State*

We Party Hard—
This Ball State.
Ball Hard—
Party Late.
We Ball Hard—
At Ball State,
Made it to Muncie, Indy,
Now Let’s Celebrate!

We Ball Hard—
All State.
In Muncie you’re in good hands—
Allstate.
We Ball Hard—
Party Late.
Ball Hard—
Talkin’
’bout
Ball State.

The home of the Ball Brothers,
We’re all brothers,
We All in the Family—
Sally Struthers.
The Indy Party Scene—We Define,
The concept of parties—redefined,
We even drink before finals:
We’ll be fine.
Open containers—
Toss away the fines.

Ball State rolls deep—
Like, “Any takers?”
We ride like a Lamborghini,
Ya’ll stuck in Studebakers.

Show up to the party like,
“Yeah, this here is the party life.”
Drink hardy
at
a Delta party then
House parties—we goin’ HAM tonight.
Man, these parties are gonna SLAM tonight:
New York, Carson, Dill Street,
The Chug, then drinkin’
on Dick Street…
Yeah, Ball’s on Dick’s,
He.He.

Cops want to take our rights,
We fight back,
We keep the Ball filled with liquor
Now it’s ’bout to crack.
We not afraid of cops—
In this neighborhood,
Think they can stop this party?
Yah, they wish they could….

Damn!
Here come the police!
Later, Man!
Them boys ask too many questions—
Letterman.

We Party Hard—
This Ball State.
Ball Hard—
Party Late.
We Ball Hard—
At Ball State.
Got out on bail!
Time to celebrate!

We had some Jäger’ in the trunk—
We
got it crunk,
Show up to Late Night—
Already Drunk.

Then we can party safe:
Alcohol Free,
But everyone can see—
We alcohol freed.

I’m feelin’ Free—
in Middletown.
This school’s for me—
It’s my kind of town.
There are many schools,
but out them all,
I’ll make my own chances:
Give me The Ball.

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The Hike

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*The Hike*

At sunrise, as the sky begins to clear:
So begins The Hike.

With nothing new on the horizon,
I still aim to make the outdoors great.

I’ll settle for making it back intact.

On weekends I may roam unconstrained,
On This day I lug a Backpack —
Intended to forefend fail,
but Useless
on This rigorous trail.

Bitter winds, whipping debris, and stony ground
Renders my body achin’,
True pioneers must stay the course,
And keep walking the path less taken.

My algid chill cannot repress
The labored sweat that drops
as briskly as the sloping temperatures.
Still, I march uphill with poise and tenacious
proficiency.
Every step commands determination,
As the earth stiffens and
the Cold winds
Continue to pick up Steam.

As I stand in place,
Yet blowing against the wind—
I eye the formidable
Mountain.

I Harness.
And I Climb.

In the face of conditions
that would make the ordinary man
fall off the steep end,
or camp out,
I choose to climb.

Amidst any Storm,
Beneath any dark hovering cloud,
You will Never see any rain on this face.
Only a hardened brow
and staid visage.
Amidst the most severe
Climates,
Among the Highest of Mountains,
I smile tirelessly,
and laugh incessantly.

I have seen the bottom,
I have felt the hardest drop…
I may fall by nightfall,
but right now—I’m at the top.

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Purdue University Poem

From Alma Mater Vol. 1: The Midwest. Available Now!

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*Purdue University*

We make our own way in a mass transfer of vim,
While we forge footsteps, other schools fall behind,
because
One small step by them,
Is another giant leap for our kind.

Titanium does not orbit on its shelf,
The time to produce is never too soon,
If Boilers awaited change to make itself,
We wouldn’t have put a man on the moon.

Makers are unburned by slow logistics,
This cradle of creators shape an active nucleus,
We take off in the study of ballistics,
When what man never knew rises to creations new to us.

Flying to Mackey Arena and Ross-Ade
Are Boilermakers ready to toil like Purdue Pete,
Through Stadium Mall is the Gold and Black Parade,
Racing through the streets like the annual Grand Prix.

The Breakfast Club is a locomotive through Chauncey Hill,
Phi Kappa Tau and the Greeks of Lafayette
Drink enough for the future—when memories refill,
As the mothers of moments—we could never forget.

Like the traffic in the lines of Earhart,
This world has givers and it has takers,
There are Hoosiers sitting and afraid to start,
Then, thank God, there are Boilermakers.

New Boilers in the Gold Rush will find Old Gold,
Awaiting their creations in these malls of reverence…
Go on to fly to outer space and break the mold:
Make your way.
Make a name.
Make a difference.

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Before The Blizzard Starts

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*Before the Blizzard Starts*

It’s a warm one today.
Hurry up and Join Me…
It may be nice for now,
But soon it will get chilly.

I can see it in your eyes,
You could feel the same…
Time is running out,
Before this fire wanes.

I know that I could love you
With all the warmth
that’s in my heart…
You just have to love me back—
Before the Blizzard Starts.

Feel my heart beat now,
Before the wind blows in…
Because once you’ve felt my chill—
You’ll never feel again.

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University of Notre Dame Poem

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*Our Lady*

As long as I live—I will fight for her name,
With my hand—Strong and True;
When I die, as my innards blacken,
My heart will stay Golden & Blue.

***

When you ask a kid growing up in Northern Indiana what he wants to be when he grows up, he’ll tell you, “A Fighting Irish.” And when you repeat this question
in any of our great 50 states…
a great many will tell you the same.

Honor & Tradition

The cornerstones of this sacred society that is upheld by the valiant who are blessed to wear these colors. Touched to wear the armor of fighters who do not rely on the luck of the Irish, but the fortune of the brave. In Notre Dame Stadium, you can hear the congregation rah “loyalty” with voices that echo for the football royalty; and before visitors may leave this holy house,
They Will Bow.

Notre Dame is Montana to Haines to come from behind and take the ’79 Cotton Bowl.

It is Tom Clements going 36 yards down the field to Robin Weber to take the 1973 Sugar Bowl.

It is The Four Horsemen.

It is remembering The Gipper.

It is the house that Rockne built.

It is 11 National Championships.

It is carrying Lou Holtz off the field in his final home game after a 62-0 send-off.

It is dreams coming true like Rudy Ruettiger’s.

It is the stars on the field who rule our world today,
&
The Irish in the stands who will
Rule the world tomorrow.

Bodies of influential entrepreneurs and business people.
It is an audience of divine minds and spirits that will touch this world…
And today
Reach down and move our soldiers with this righteous spirit.

And for 60 minutes we exalt these humble soldiers.

Glory be to the sons of she,
Who sing to her fame with bended knee.
These skies will never forget her name
&
Our foes will remember
Notre Dame.

Ever on the heels of legends, we march onward to victory…
&
When the road rises to meet our champions,
One voice rises with our decree:

Cheer, Cheer for old Notre Dame.

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University of Illinois Poem

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*Illinois*

Marching through the Land of Lincoln—Here come the Fighting Illini!
Leading the land through learning and labor,
Reengineering Illinois with allegiance and reliance,
And a defiance t’ward defeat without fight.
Marching in a flank of Orange—Here come your Fighting Illini!
Trampling to victory with the giants of all majors,
Make Way! For the Orange & Blue Alliance!
Marching in union through Green Street at night.
Tomorrow we’ll march to Union in Fleet,
Next, roll through The Quad and Bevier Café,
Then run up the steps of Krannert just for show,
At last, our vast library to give the mind its ferry.
By night this becomes The Land of the Greek,
For times we’ll remember long past our decay,
Lincoln, Nevada, Ohio…to memories: Here we go…
The flag of these colors and to our pledge we’ll carry.

Marching in a flank of Blue—Here come the Fighting Illini!
Industrial leaders of the powers that will us,
Like Sears—we tower, and when you question our name…
we scoff,
“Whatchu talkin’ ’bout? Willis?”
Oskee-Wow-Wow! What a view!
Atop our opponents who look up and see blue!
Like the Tri Delta they tried to rush,
Then they felt the
Orange Crush.

♫They had their spine, now they have their
Orange Crush♫

Just as Steven and Jawed, this is the place to “Broadcast Yourself,”
This great land of nourishment and formation is a
Broad Cast of Myself.
Spreading these roots to Sons and Daughters,
Who someday will share our song:
Oskee-Wow-Wow! Here come the Illini!
And Here,

I

Belong.

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Yes, You Should Be Nervous

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*Yes, You Should Be Nervous*

If I said you
Shouldn’t be Nervous,
Well then I would be lying…
This isn’t a perfect world,
You don’t get credit for trying .
Don’t you know what’s at stake?
Companionship, love, even kids…
Some say you shouldn’t worry… Ha! Who are they trying to kid?
That Speech
That Game
That Girl — All have different consequences, And If you don’t perform well:
The withdrawal will be relentless .
So hey, man, stiffen up!
Don’t look so darn comfortable!
You might end up in a hooptie,
When you could’ve had a convertible.

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Strength of a Man

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*The Strength of a Man*

We are supposed to have
Strength.
The strength to steal hearts
Right from the Owner’s Chest.
The Strength to evoke
The Power of Love.
The strength to
Build roads, towers, and
Scaffolds…
The strength to leave
The elderly, and our women and children
Baffled.
We are supposed to have the
Strength
To mold, shape and create…
The strength to make and provide,
and keep our families safe.
I am just A Man.
If I could be more strong —
I’d build a life for us,
It wouldn’t even take long —
I just need these roadblocks gone.
If I had the strength
to clear all They put in our way,
And leave just me and you,
I wouldn’t have to say:
I am just A Man.

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