crazy thoughts of a crazy mind

Latest

We all need Someone…

Just thought of sharing this piece of writing…

We All Need Someone by Rich Clingman, May, 1980

 

It seems in the world today
We’re afraid to be involved

In the lives of others,
Even those whom we love.

 

When their hard times come
The only thing we’ll say

Is, “Pray to the Lord,”
And then we’ll walk away.

 

 

Or maybe we have the answers
That work every time for sure,

The quick remedy
Or the ready-made cure,

 

But what they need is someone
Just to be near,

To take some time,
To lend a listening ear.

 

 

We all need someone we can talk to.
 We all need someone who’ll be there.

We all need someone we can lean on.
We all need someone who’ll care.

 


Have you ever needed
Just to be heard?

Not seeking advice,
Nor a positive word?

 

Have you said, “If someone will listen
To what I have to say,

Then maybe a change
Will come my way”?

 

 

There are others here today
Who think the same as you.

If you’ll listen to them,
Well, maybe they will listen, too.

 

If you’ll give your love to others
Then they will love you back.

Let’s help each other
In the things that we lack.

 

 

We all need someone we can talk to.
 We all need someone who’ll be there.

We all need someone we can lean on.
We all need someone who’ll care.

 


Won’t you take a minute
To think about what you’ve heard?

Just look a little longer
It’s written in God’s Word.

 

Get involved in lives of others,
Take a minute to understand

The troubles they’re in.
Won’t you lend a helping hand?

 

 

You will be amazed
At the difference it can make,

The ear you lend
And the time that you take

 

Can help someone so greatly!
The love you’ll show today

Can help them in their walk,
Get them headed back the right way.

 

 

We all need someone we can talk to.
 We all need someone who’ll be there.

We all need someone we can lean on.
We all need someone who’ll care.

 

We all need someone who’ll care.

 

Won’t you be that someone who’ll care?

Love after Love

the time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was yourself.
Give wine. Give Bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your own life

just a poem i thought wud b gud to share to begin this blog