Friday, November 25, 2011

Precious Commodities

Drawn and Edited by:  Randy Sturridge

Magnificent lights erupt lighting night sky

The crowd responds with hackles and jeers

A fifteen minute segment every year on this day

Townspeople and young folk cheer and carry on

Innocence envelopes their frail souls keeping out dangers

Parents with fortified presence steer others from a perimeter

Little tyke and his buddies are being watched closely

Daddy catches a glimpse of the works here and there

But he knows that the precious commodities are the reason he is there

Year after year the cheers and the festivals taunt an on-looker

He chooses not to watch the light show but instead watch the tykes Father

This Daddy will never experience the torment of being too fire sky drawn

To learn the cold hard truth that the world can steal more than thought possible

The onlooker watches the finale as tears flow from his yellow somber eyes

This onlooker never got a second chance to make it right a second time

The little tyke's Daddy picks him up, a quick spin, and turns to leave

The onlooker brings the bottle from his mouth and catches the eyes of the Father

A nod from one and tears from another, remembering losing a daughter and her brother

The Father passes without a word, as the onlooker swiftly opens his mouth inserts the gun and pulls the trigger

No more dreams or second chances, all it takes is ten seconds to destroy three lives

Randy Sturridge

Thursday, November 24, 2011

The Merit of Man

Drawn and Edited by:  Randy Sturridge

Once upon a time we all walked the lands

searching with hope to one day understand

The purposeful presence that bring about questions

Leading intellectuals to philosophize suggestions

Trial and error contract the scopes of limits

producing bi-products of various new secrets and sentiments 

Generations anew stretch further their reach

hypothesizing theories with a testament in each

Time doth pass as do great thinkers 

Leaving in their wake students and preachers

Reeling within the the absolute unknowns

allowing those forthcoming to secure similar tones

A history is built by the merit of man

Extending his passions to wake settled lands

We are a people of magnificient essence

Both in shape, stature, mentality and reference  

With each procession in lineage and line

We approach with courage in answering the unknown

Take time to appreciate your dear fellow man

For without man's good nature this world is damned. 

Randy Sturridge