Stuck in the Mud – Maybe

“Charity and Good Will to all…”

Stuck in A Rut – Maybe!

BR Chitwood


Occasionally, it appears to me that I spend an inordinate amount of time on carping about this and/or that. Perhaps, that is a commonality with those of us who are aging. Most of my bitching and moaning is directed toward political observations, my perceived notions about the directions our leaders take us…

Today, I’m putting away my amateur political disclaimers and dwelling on the inherent goodness and kindness of the anonymous, humble and quiet people in life who do their good deeds without seeking gratification and hero worship. Hopefully, this poetic utterance conveys my feelings:

Simple Wisdom

Their faces wear humble smiles

As they place their market food

In shopping baskets along the aisles

Offering assistance to those in need.

These people of simple wisdom

Follow a Deity’s message of hope

Living placidly with abiding Faith in

Charity and good will to all.

As deeds of evil project among them

They tearfully pray for love and peace

Giving freely from grieving hearts

Dispelling naysayers and angry mobs.

Turbulent times and unrest bring

Hoodlums and Saints together, each

Sharply battling the other while a

Fragile Republic awaits its future.

Only the Deity can know the ending…

If the majesty of our earth’s creation

Carries bewilderment for so many –

Please look out on your World’s Wonders!

BR Chitwood – October 18, 2021


My Website/Blog – 20 Books (With Synopses) Written & 400 Posts:


Author: Website: - B R Chitwood - My Mission: Writing to Discover Me

I'm a young man in an old man's body, trying to catch up to myself, trying to find pieces of me I left back in a disconnected youth and the early years of manhood. I'm a stereotype of many in my generation who can play the 'blame game', yell 'foul', and 'let's start over'. But, we are what we are, the sum of all the scary kid-emotions we experienced, the gin mills and piano bars that became our sandboxes of pleasure - lotus eaters of the best (or, worst) kind, the love affairs that did not quite settle us down, the sad poetry and songs written in bars and motels along the way... A Dreamer! A Wanderlust! The world needs such fools as we to write our books, our poetry, our songs, to offset the madness that plagues the soul. I've written fourteen books, over three hundred blog posts, in search of those pieces left somewhere in many parts of the globe. You can preview my books on the next page. There's even a Blog page...all my posts are not showing on this recently created blog page, but, if you want to read more, go to my official blog site and check out the archives: http://www.thefinalcurtain1 Writing for me is therapy for the soul. Website:

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