My sleeping hours

Everyday is so much the same,

like living in the twilight zone.

And like the hours I sleep;

I just can't seem to change.

When I am able to change them;

they go back the same way.

- words by me, Lisa Sc

The exception to the rule (poem)

The exception to the rule
I am
you can say that again 

At least
most of the time
I will speak to passers by                                                  
     unless I do detect
in the person or persons
unfriendliness

For many a time as I 
say "hi" to a passersby
They give no reply back


I am the kind of person
whom does not look at a person 
in a vicious, hateful way

Almost never do I say rude, hateful things
Yet if I deem necessary at times 
I will give a good piece of my mind

I am not a stickler for rules
as most rules serve no good purpose
and are just plain stupid

Now let me say again 
I am
the exception to the rule

I try my best to be
kind, friendly and caring
to my fellow human beings

Not many of my fellow humans
I do like 
Although I do care about them
     If one is rude to me
I probably think ill of them momentarily 
but not really wishing ill to anyone

My bad thoughts fleeting
bad doings never
to humans or animals

I declare I will never
hurt or harm in any way 
any person or animal 
for this is the most shameful
and wrongful thing a human can do
I shall never blacken my name


Like many a person will do
I do not litter
I care about mother earth

I hugely defend and love animals
For throughout these billions of years
they got the worse end of the deal

To me 
freedom should not mean
freedom to do just anything
     to achieve happiness and success
that might or does ill effect
humans, animals and our environment

I strive to make our wonderful earth 
more like a Heaven 
and know that if we all act together
we can make it so

And I will say again 
one exception to the rule I am
Won't you be one to

poem written by me, Lisa Sc
and inspired by true, recent events in my life

not exactly but like a parady or satire but not making fun of the song "the impossible dream" (written by me)

to reach the so possible dream  
to fight the so beatable foe 
to care with unbearable sorrow
to run where the brave dare to go   
to right the so rightable wrong
to love pure and grace from afar
to do when your arms are so weary
to reach that most reachable star
this is my call
to run to the star
it isn't so hopeless
it isn't so far
gotta fight for the right
with questions and cause
And to willingly march into danger for a good cause
and I know if we're true
to our heavenly call
that our hearts will be peaceful and calm
when we finish our days
and the earth will be better for this
that we all
scorned and covered with scars
strive with our last ounce of breath
to fight that so beatable foe
to reach the so reachable star


by me Lisa Sc