Slice of life
Many a times we spend so much time worrying about life, we do not have the time to live it. Much time is also spent preparing for tomorrow and today passes us by, unnoticed. Yet strangely and simply, it seems that despite our fears, tears and snares, “life is for living” and “living for is life”.
Yeah, it does look like “what is life” amounts to “life is what” irrespective of what the scientists, theologians and philosophers say.
I too have a take on Life and from my 1983 collection of poems, titled VIEW, I share a few with you that reflects a view or slice of life.
Slice of Life as I dubbed them are simply expressions created from my youthful impressions of life then. Hope you like.
(For mom and Vaneker)
I find myself looking
On all I have been through
False accusations, belittling
And all types of blues.
I knew I could easily be
What they want me to be;
Big cars and looking pretty,
Friend this and all I can see
I know what I want to be,
So the more they force me
The more I learn of what is true:
Jah first, all will be added to you
WHAT IS LIFE?
It is a race be run and won.
The goal, immortality.
The winner, loser of all vanity.
It is not a race for the swift
But for one who is slow enough to ask,
“what is life?”
What is life?
Is it a process that will cease?
No, never, Life is God,
And who is God?
God is love, God is peace.
Put love in your heart,
Be at peace with yourself
And rightfully you will receive God.
And that is life, eternal life,
The goal of men.
Life is a tree.
It grows from a seed.
Nurtured, it will spread beautifully
But there is always someone
To chop a branch off the tree.
Life never stops there
Like the tree, it grows new buds;
Younger branches growing like the prototype
With more puissance and more strength.
I am young,
Plenty of time for goals.
Young green boy,
So I am told.
I always listen,
Always try to know
Was it like this,
Will it still be so?
Growing as a youth.
What is truth?
A day will come ,
I may grow old.
Family life soon,
Children to scold.
Where from there
Would depend on me;
End of life’s way
Or joy for eternity.
There are many steps to climb,
And many trials to face,
Many questions will flash through one’s mind
Yes, crucial decisions to make.
I have succeeded, at times I fail,
But I say the Lord knows why.
So if I fail, I take stock of them.
Life is a teacher, it points out faults.
There may be gold at the rainbow’s end
And he who tries, may find it;
But I don’t like to search in vain.
Where does a rainbow start?
Where does a rainbow ends?
Easy was related to comfort
But these were hard to find.
It took determination and the Lord’s help
To be in front, away from misery.
The trend is tightly sealed.
The chains , strong to their weakest links,
But we have finally realized
To stop a man takes more than killing him.
Understand my friends, get the know how.
Don’t shy away, that’s what they want.
Remember, they don’t know you
But you know them.
Eagerly awaited Spring, has finally come.
A time of year, always remembered by the aged.
The young supple and decisive time….
Oh Spring! Are you leaving us.
Spring has gone, but not for long.
It’s time for Summer to be master:
The active , strong and brilliant part of life.
Summer! Not you too? Don’t leave us!
Autumn steps in as ancient as time.
A time to cry, but do you want to?
It’s the realizing, preparing and waiting.
Strange, these happen only in autumn.
Winter is here, tell everyone it’s Winter.
A time when people and birds go south:
The cold, shivering and miserable Winter.
Winter, hey Winter! Aren’t you gone?
Spring, oh eagerly awaited Spring.
PROVERBS AND LIFE
An old Jamaican saying goes,
“There are two sides to every story:
One is for, the other against.
Another saying goes, “Try, try
And try, if at the one thousandth time
You still fail, try again.
This is very tiresome and discouraging
But people say, “Good for those who endure.”
“ A drowning man will catch at a straw.”
What does this proverb really mean?
Desperate people respect no one.
They say that new brooms do sweep clean,
Yet old brooms know the corners.
If I live by rules, I’ll never know you.
Doesn’t familiarity breeds contempt,
Distance brings and breeds respect??
Proverbs, proverbs, life, life
Proverbs and life.
Take a good look at me Lord.
Why do I find it so hard?
I find it so hard to face reality,
Doubts are ever lingering with me.
Sometimes I think I am wrong
But how could that be? I know I am right.
Doubts! Did not Thomas doubt too?
He had to see and feel to believe it was true.
Am I to be blamed, Lord, am I?
Should I be given a chance to prove myself.
What? Oh Lord! You are wisdom and Knowledge,
You are Understanding: a good friend to have.
In the heart of man
Lies unknown things;
In the head of man
Lies things unknown;
If man had known
If man was independent
of the unknown…
Things would be erased,
Leaving the Unknown
The great knowledge
of the Unknown,
Is the essence of life
Making men’s puny knowledge
NOTCLIF: THE POET- Slice of Life is taken from VIEW: 1983 collection of poems by Clifton Neil. Get a free copy by joining our mailing list on www.wordfoodmusic.com.