Showing posts with label Reason. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reason. Show all posts

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

Monday, November 14, 2011

Men of Magnitude




Marvel ideas with novel contributions

Well thought to be less like retribution

Factoring constructs all range considered

Fashioned, unequivocal, and then so settled

Consider new heights still undiscovered

Remember lost memories of forgotten brothers

Honest investment in men of magnitude

Allowing disruption of conveyance that convolutes

Hearing long cries of a different tune

Not of sad souls but of happiness renewed

Hands join arms and we all stand as one

Representing forgotten voices of past loved songs

Let us be the men we once were

On top of high mountains we are reborn. 

Randy Sturridge

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Lost Generation

Randy and Dickie


Vicarious Conditioning and Indoctrination
Malicious Intent with Manipulation
A world asunder now encumbered
Cut and Stacked Sorted by Lumber
A poisonous mountain of deep regret
Dirt filled ashes with cigarettes
Torn at the seams, Breathing in coal
Juvenile Dwellers with souls so dull
A society entrenched in large deceit
A world with no purpose of drive to succeed
Once upon a time has long since past
Changes ran dry this will be the last
So remember us for what we were
Our path now lost...now the Chauffeurs
Goodbye, good day maybe another day
We will re-emerge and have it our way.

Friday, July 29, 2011

Sleepless Nights





A man of history a man of books

A man of knowledge bound by hooks

Logic and Reason guides my Life

Cognitive Cohorts and Sleepless Nights

Always Searching Never Finding

Deductive Reflex is constantly Binding

What is my Cause Where is my Action

I am Lost, A mindless Distraction

What is the Purpose, What is my Goal

Why am I hear, Just to Grow Old

I need something, I need a Reason

Please the Time goes with the Season's

I am here and I've studied so

Please, My Purpose, Before I must Go

A mark I must Make, I must be remembered

I must not Die without having adventured

My age upon me, My death grows near

Let me be remembered, For all my years

Let me Die with Hope in my Eyes

Don't let die with only my cries.

My Sign, My Merit, Anything, Please

Nothing, No-one, Just this Disease

I see, I do, I finally see

We live this life, To be set Free.