Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
Everything was going fine ’till the blues rolled into town,
Their Holsters packed with surly clouds ready to bring a man down.
Yes, heavy boots strode ’cross my mind, pausing, intimidating,
Misery at the ready, success anticipating.
Demons clothed in black, faces masked by shadows, they halting there,
Defiant and menacing, sneering too, thus provoking fear.
Yes, the blues looking for victims had chosen to visit me,
They just spoiling for a showdown — a duel, emotionally.
Suddenly a voice rang out, “Hey! You ain’t got no business here,
Just turn around, saddle up, and high-tail it out of here.
My names Sheriff Positive, and I’m in charge of this terrain,
And I ain’t letting blues trample over this little ole brain.
So just take those mean ole clouds away, and all your ballyhoo,
And never come back, ya hear, ’cause we don’t want the likes of you.
You’re so draining emotionally — yes, plain gloomy, in fact,
And all that negativity only bad things will attract.”
And to show that he meant business, he then fired a shot or two,
Hitting large barrels of laughter out of which endorphins flew.
And soon the positive returned, and much clearer I could see,
Which left me smiling brightly, and striding more confidently.
The moral of the story? Well, when the blues roll into town,
Call on Sheriff Positive, and not let grey clouds take you down.
Yes, let the positive ride shotgun as you go through life, and
You will find that you will cope better when things don't go as planned.
Just treat those blues like tumbleweeds, blowing them west, right on by,
Not listening to some negative murmur, and nor such buy.
But just fire off a shot or two that will see such on their way,
And that will stir up further endorphins as they ricochet.
Yee haa!
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