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Why do I write rhymes for you?
Well, first off…maybe I don’t. After all, you might not like my style of writing. Or rhyming. And you almost certainly won’t like what I write about. At least not all (or most) of the time. But the reason I bring it up is because somebody recently asked me why I write so many rhymes for you, my readers and listeners. Simple…
Yeah, I write lots of rhymes for you because it’s my thang.
And we all gotta have our thang. Right? And I started writing rhymes way, way, way back in high school. So, it must be my thang because I’m still at it all these thousands of years later.
But, all seriousness aside…my brain seems sort of hardwired to think in rhymes. My wife will tell you about (or rather ask you to save her from) my daily rhyme talk. She’s been with me over 30 years. And somehow she’s managed to stay sane, even in the wake of all my iambic pentameter insanity.
And a lot of brand experts will tell you how you need people to either love you or hate you. Because then you know you stand for something. And then you know the ones who choose to follow you, or hit the like button, or give you thumbs up, truly know what they’re getting. So, here’s one of the ways I CHOOSE to do that with my rhymes. (Fair notice…this is pro life stuff)
The Choice You’re Making Now
You’re standing on the edge of a decision.
You’re hiding from the eyes of future dreams.
You think you’re facing cold hearts and derision,
But this life isn’t always what it seems.
You’re drowning in the murky mass opinion.
You’re gasping for a breath of fresher air.
Denial of the truth makes you a minion,
Denial of a life means you don’t care.
Caught in a whirlwind, swimming in flames”
Counting the faces without any names,
And it’s the choice you might make now that blames
You.
You tell yourself it’s sweet emancipation.
But, sadly, you will just become a slave
To nightmares, lies, and selfish adoration
Of ideas reaching far beyond the grave.
Before erasing someone else’s chances
For life and liberty and happiness,
See how you get to choose your circumstances.
Why would you want them having any less?
Caught in a whirlwind, swimming in flames”
Counting the faces without any names,
And it’s the choice you might make now that blames
You.
© 2019 Tony Funderburk
Stay tuned,
My books are also on Amazon.com or Apple Books
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Or how about some music for kids
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By Tony FunderburkWhy do I write rhymes for you?
Well, first off…maybe I don’t. After all, you might not like my style of writing. Or rhyming. And you almost certainly won’t like what I write about. At least not all (or most) of the time. But the reason I bring it up is because somebody recently asked me why I write so many rhymes for you, my readers and listeners. Simple…
Yeah, I write lots of rhymes for you because it’s my thang.
And we all gotta have our thang. Right? And I started writing rhymes way, way, way back in high school. So, it must be my thang because I’m still at it all these thousands of years later.
But, all seriousness aside…my brain seems sort of hardwired to think in rhymes. My wife will tell you about (or rather ask you to save her from) my daily rhyme talk. She’s been with me over 30 years. And somehow she’s managed to stay sane, even in the wake of all my iambic pentameter insanity.
And a lot of brand experts will tell you how you need people to either love you or hate you. Because then you know you stand for something. And then you know the ones who choose to follow you, or hit the like button, or give you thumbs up, truly know what they’re getting. So, here’s one of the ways I CHOOSE to do that with my rhymes. (Fair notice…this is pro life stuff)
The Choice You’re Making Now
You’re standing on the edge of a decision.
You’re hiding from the eyes of future dreams.
You think you’re facing cold hearts and derision,
But this life isn’t always what it seems.
You’re drowning in the murky mass opinion.
You’re gasping for a breath of fresher air.
Denial of the truth makes you a minion,
Denial of a life means you don’t care.
Caught in a whirlwind, swimming in flames”
Counting the faces without any names,
And it’s the choice you might make now that blames
You.
You tell yourself it’s sweet emancipation.
But, sadly, you will just become a slave
To nightmares, lies, and selfish adoration
Of ideas reaching far beyond the grave.
Before erasing someone else’s chances
For life and liberty and happiness,
See how you get to choose your circumstances.
Why would you want them having any less?
Caught in a whirlwind, swimming in flames”
Counting the faces without any names,
And it’s the choice you might make now that blames
You.
© 2019 Tony Funderburk
Stay tuned,
My books are also on Amazon.com or Apple Books
Grab some Merch
Or how about some music for kids
The post Rhymes for you because it’s what I do appeared first on Tony Funderburk.