Poem: The Trenches

The Trenches

This is where life is fought,
not on the parade ground with colors bright
and creases pin-sharp
create oohs and ahs from the spectators,
lined to watch the show,

Not in the battlefield
where bravery is expected
and reactions, not our minds
rule the day,

but here, in the dark holes
of the trenches,
where, helpless, our walls
protect us, and we hunker down,

preparing in silence
for that moment
where we charge,
or flee. 

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The picture was taken at the Army Heritage Center, in Carlyse, PA, where they have, among other things, a recreation of World War One trenches. This was the headquarters of this section of trenches. You can click on it for a larger version.

Tom

Decisions, Decisions

In a year we have 365 days, which translates to 8736 hours or 524,160 minutes. In a single 24 hour day we have 1,440 minutes.

Are we willing to spend 30 minutes a day to reach our desires in life? If so, we are on the path. If not, the odds are, in a world where the average person spends hours a day on media like TV and the internet instead of preparing for their sucess, we won't.

Scary huh? Because it reminds us that so much of our success is our choice, our decision. If you thought an hour less TV would make the difference, would it be worth giving up?