An Undressed Thought...

We need more,

But expect less. 

We seek verity,

But invite deception. 

We tolerate prejudice,

And battle amongst ourselves.

We inherit our ignorance,

And abandon our dignity.

We are cynics in measure, 

And lacking in hope. 

We cling to our grievances,

And relinquish our innocence. 

We excuse our shortcomings,

And self-credit our blessings .

We inflict mortal wounds, 

And heal with fire.

We partake in haste,

But commit with hesitation.

We deceive without cause,

But offend easily.

We cherish insignificance,

And dismiss the prodigious.

We predict the impossible,

And discount the inevitable.

Our cause is not lost,

But we've failed to deploy.

We are not chained,

But we are stagnant.

Our journey is turbulent,

But we are not ill-equipped.

This not the end,

But it is the road.....

-Bing

Untitled...

First impressions' image 

Eventually a blur,

Mere moments from this meeting 

We won't remember who we were.

A little bit each day we change

Until we can't recall

A thing we did; a thing we loved

About ourselves at all.

Desire unremitting

The world does not stand still

Promises of faithfulness

Which never are, and never will.

Unconsciously we worship

At eachothers naked feet

Taking turns atop the surface

Of the oppressive power seat.

This undiscovered romance

That beckons me to you 

Just a paragonal pipe dream

An altar I cannot pursue.

-Bing

Love...

Sometimes we, misguided, stumble;

Though free will do we retain,

Cast we our confounding error,

On nearest lamb, to foot the blame.

Love seek we, in haste now,

Disregardant of the source,

As vessels we beget seduction, 

Affection, subject we to force.

Through the eve unto the morning,

Shall we wait for sun to rise,

As so blindly find we lacking,

The light required to our eyes.

-Bing

The purest kind...

The pleasures of the flesh

Are fleeting

Lasting for a moment

And receding

The pleasures of the flesh 

Can be decieving

Falsifying love

And then retreating

It fills you up

But it's depleting--

The pleasures of the heart 

They are a gift

They never fade 

They're never swift

The heart brings truth

Disguises lift

Love is patient

Love is kind

Bringing peace

Of soul and mind

Greatest pleasure

One could find

Is of the heart

The purest kind.... 

-Bing

Super...

Super's world is in disarray, 

But Superwoman status is a saved-day away. 

At night when Super tucks that cape in the drawer, 

She's just a super little girl, who can't fly anymore. 

She super-sleeps, and she super-dreams, 

About super-her, doing her super-thing. 

When the morning comes, Super hits that grind. 

Super cape goes on, and girl stays behind. 

Superwoman, does super-stuff 

She's super-smart and super-buff. 

She's gotta be strong, She's had it super-rough. 

She's got a super-heart, But she gets super-tough. 

Day turns to night, and that cape comes down, 

She's just super-lost, in this super-town..... 

She super-sleeps, and she super-dreams, 

About her super-life, that isn't what it seems.

-Bing

(Sometimes known as, "Superwoman")
This poem is dedicated to my wonderful friend, Diana Chapman, and to all single mothers who must become "Super" each and every day.

The Fallout....

If a man should change to please another, 

Temporary it shall be. 

For when need arise for his addiction

He casts away his watcher to be free.

When all he owns is selfishness, 

Shadow lies beneath his skin. 

Has he, no hope to reconcile, 

Or to be his lovers faithful kin.

As bitter pleasure he consumes, 

By all he's seen a fool.

But notice not, in his arrest, 

All captive in his world are cruel.

Dance does he, in darkness, 

With his vices at his side. 

And cursed be each step he takes 

For each moment they reside.

A feeble man is he that watches, 

And yet utters not a word. 

He condemns his brother lightly 

Possessing not, the nerve.

Painful is the fallout,

Cease does he, to live.

By his crime he is devoured

It taketh all he has to give.

-Bing

Existing....

We carry like an anchor

The tribulations of our youth

Some allege it without bearing

But our bruises scream the truth

Once the hold is broken

We will throw the world away

To anticipate the battles

Of another sordid day

Higher now we raise our shields

In protection of our causes

We waste the time we've borrowed

As our heartaches give no pauses

If someone were to ask us

Are you living or existing?

Are you quietly complying

Or violently resisting?

Fighting time and all it's pleasures

Fighting God and all his plans

Fighting off the fated minutes

Surrendered to His hand

We'll hold tight to the knowledge

That we'll one day freely walk

No longer bound in prisons

Created by a clock

-Bing

Untitled...

Desperate for redemption

You bang your head against a wall

Caged inside your memories

You pray your fists can make it fall

The pain builds in your temples

With your void white flag unfurled

Since the day you fell from grace

Building your temples to this world

A hopeless cry for mercy

Simply echoes in your ear

With no foothold to press your weight

You climb but go nowhere

Your faith has been forgotten

You stare into a mirror

Reflecting back the image

Of the voice you cannot hear

I beg you, rest your efforts

Put your trust in me

Let me bare your burden

With the grace you don't yet see...

-Bing

In this heartbreak....

The hardest part of endings
 Is to watch it as it goes
 The painful separation
 As the climax comes to blows


 The sight of pieces fading
 As they quickly turn to rot
 How instant are the changes
 As if just an afterthought


 Sometimes there is a scramble
Sometimes we cling to hope 
That we'll wake up from the nightmare 
That we won't be forced to cope 


 When you destroy the thing you love 
When what you gained is lost 
Better, if it had never been 
Then to have cost her what it cost 


 Every heartbreak has it's purpose 
Though so often we don't see 
What's tragic in this heartbreak 
Is that you never fought for me... 


-Bing

Though I forsake it...

It's hard to see the things I've seen,

To be where I have been,

So low, so far beyond this life

I never thought I'd stand again

To be this girl, so young and lost

A life with much to hold

With a soul inside beyond it's years

With eyes alive but cold

So many things have come and gone

Loves and lives are lost

And each that makes its exit

Exceeds its priors' cost

The darkest roads are paved and smooth

The sliding down is effortless

It's the climbing up, the moving on

That's almost worse than the distress

I see my struggles, where they lay

Surpassed, conquered and defeated

Like stones they formed my pathway

Where the waters have receded

I've run from pain, to hide myself

So sure I'd never make it

To wake one morning in my bed

With peace, though I forsake it

-Bing

Silence

Sit there in your silence

Wait for sound to break

Haunting is the stillness

As you wait for breath to take

Can you sit alone contented,

Solitary in your thought?

Are you at peace inside your body,

Are you happy with your lot?

Are you often left to wonder,

If you were meant to be alone?

Cursing time you took for-granted

When my shelter was your home?

Have you considered your mistake,

When you walked away in spite?

Do you regret the words you'd spoken

When you were wrong, and I was right?

When you'd fight just to hear yourself speak,

Just to feel like you could hurt me.

Never sparing lash or malice

Cruel intentions to avert me.

Be ye now betrothed to silence

Heartbeat resounding in your ears

Dissolving in your memories

As you realize all your fears

Silence is your savior

And in it you are free.

Solitary in the stillness,

For no silence lives in me.

-Bing

Unchained Melody...

"I'll close my eyes and let it take me,

As it pours into the air.

In a crowd of the unheeding;

They're unmoved and unaware.

Every word I hear will soothe me,

Cut me, or complete me.

Every beat will move me,

Bring me power or defeat me.

Every note plays in my soul,

Unrestrained and free.

The mirror of my longing;

The unchained melody.

The lost, they come to listen,

They seek what I have found.

To walk among the idle,

Unobstructed and unbound."

-Bing

Happy New Year

Wow. What a year this was.

Been through so much in these 365 days,

it's hard to recount it all.

Met some really amazing people this year.

Lost people I'll never forget.

Made memories that changed me.

Did some things that scared me.

Trusted in a God I've never touched.

Prayed for things I thought I'd never see.

Stood up when life knocked me down.

Worked hard, played hard, prayed hard, loved hard,

cried hard, tried hard. I danced, I kissed, I smiled.

Pushed a car, snuggled with a puppy, saw the beach,

faught a man and won.

Witnessed birth, witnessed death, even fell in love....twice.

What a year. What a life. What a blessing....

Beloved

Beloved,

In my dreams I see your face,

You're lying in a darkened place

The blood-rain is pouring down It covers you until you drown

And I can't save you

And I can't change you

My prayer is that this too shall pass But when you reach the bottom of your glass You swallow all that no one else would dare

And still beloved finds no solace there

You feel emptiness inside Something you try hard to hide But I see the scars that you disguise

With my heart and with my eyes

You search for love where none exists Just to check "lonely" off your list The damaged feeling in your soul

It seeps right in and takes its toll

You just lie there after all is done Wondering why you're not the one

And you cry And I cry too You don't love yourself But I love you -Bing