Bang Bang Bang

Everyone is a gun slinger

Shot gun rifle semi automatic

Pistol

Bang bang bang

Yeah baby

That is my right and I am proud

I will defend my family 

Myself and I oh yeah

Better watch yourself around me

I am keeping my gun to my side

Truly remarkable indeed

Always referring back to 

The founding fathers

The authors of The Constitution

Who are all long gone and passed away

Why just stop there

Why not ride horses and carriages

Like the founding fathers did

Oh....that is not the same

Since cars are much faster

I see

Sure is better than horses

Just like how the society now

The people of USA

Is under no threat of attack

In much better safer society

Or are we?

Is that the reason?

The need for security?

Self defense?

A gun slinger society

Bang bang bang

Oh yeah baby

Why not make the law

Add it to the Constitution

To require everyone

Young, old, blind, deaf, and mute

To own a gun

Bang bang bang

How's that sound? 

Condolences to victims of Charleston mass shooting

Oh What a Life

Sitting out in the backyard

Overlooking the ocean

Vast panoramic view before you

Meticulously landscaped 

Beautifully hardscaped garden

Sun setting over the horizon

Sipping on cool cocktail drink

Nice music and breeze gently blowing

Contemplating how to spend the money

Half billion dollar mansion just bought

Servants at your service
Oh what a life 

Except

The only thing missing

Is that which cannot be bought

That without which

All material possessions are worthless

On that man's face you see

Walking up the hill 

To see the ocean that is before him

Carrying his child on his shoulders

Wife at his side with even bigger smile

Laughing because it's so tiring

Walking up to save money

But happy nonetheless

To have this day in life
To love and be loved
And once they reach the top
They look down
And see that man sitting in his backyard
Surrounded in luxury
Wondering how happy he must be
And wonders no more

That Blinds a Person

What is money
But a bunch of numbers
Recorded in computer memory
Registered to your name

The poor working feverishly
The rich spending frivolously

All clamoring
Pursuing fighting working
To increase that number

What is money
But a bunch of numbers
That blinds a person
From seeing the light

Cheap Shoes?

So what is the first
Thing that disappears
When a poor man
Becomes a rich man

His old clunker?
His worn out wardrobe?
Or rundown house?
Cheap shoes?

Although they all disappear
And surely they will
It is not the first thing
That fails to stay with him

As what leaves first
Faster than his old clunker
Wardrobe, house, or shoes
Is the respect for those

Who respect him

The Real Success

There is a fine line between
Wanting and needing
Desire versus necessity
Often confused and interchanged

There are only few things in life
That are necessary
Food, sleep, clothing, shelter
A job and companion perhaps

Everything else is merely
A desire fulfilled
Bigger grand house with view
Expensive car worth six figures
Diamond jewelry too heavy to wear
Big curved screen too big for the wall
Lavish vacations on personal jet

Not to mention power, fame, and prestige
Objects of equal or greater desire for many

Every and all forms of luxury
Bought and sought after
In constant pursuit of bigger
And better

Some people might say
It is a necessity to live in luxury
Power, fame, and prestige
To feel successful
To enjoy the fruits of their labor
To feel satisfied

Success measured in wealth
Power, fame, and prestige
Success measured in the degree
Of desire fulfilled

If that is the case then
The most successful in this world
Are those who have and have no desire
For anything other than
The basic necessities

So simple
Yet so hard to achieve
The real success
And happiness in life