Jason E. Hodges's Blog, page 4

Pockets Of The Profit Maker

Everything is necessary
In everyone’s
Own needing of necessities!
The machines are taking over
At least
It seems that way!
The laborer
Is becoming more and more
Scarce to see these days
John Henry was the first to
Fight this
Way of working
Where machines
Take the place
Of
Muscle, blood, and bone 
I heard his song
Many times as a boy
This
Folk hero in the lands
Of
My youth
Gave us hope that mankind
Wouldn’t completely
Be taken over
By oil
By steel
By plastic
Yet
We all kind of knew
This day was coming
We...

Boudicca

Boudicca
Queen of the Iceni
Wife of Prasutagus
Daughter of Britain!
Upon her husband’s death
Rome came to take everything
That was his
Not recognizing
His daughters as heirs
His wife as
The new ruler reigning over
Her people!
Boudicca was flogged
Humiliated
Beaten
Blood-soaked   
Her two daughters raped
Her property seized
Her soul stripped of all
She knew and loved!
But
Rome would soon regret
Their treatment of Boudicca
Revenge on Rome was hers
With
Fury and fire
Sword and chariot
The uprising she l...

Blunt

An old friend of mine
I’ve known for thirty years
Told me
I was blunt the other day
He then said
It was one of the reasons
He has remained friends
With me
For so long
He knew exactly where
He stood with me
At all times!
I was surprised by this
I said, I thought I believed
I was careful
With people’s feelings
My wife then joined in
The conversation
“You thought you were
a sugar coater?”
A smile then pulled gently
Across her face
His wife chuckled
“You’re no sugar coater!”
I spent the next few hours
Ponderin...

It’s Amazing

Yes, it’s amazing
What we believe is
Not coming for us
But
We know
Good and well
Is!
We put sweets into our body
Knowing the crash
Is going to come
But we eat them anyways!
The drunks drink their drinks
Hoping
They escape the hangover
Coming the next day
But it will come
With all of its glory
All of its misery
All at the same time!
The voter wants
So badly to believe
The politician’s lies
Knowing deep down
There is no possible way
They can deliver
All they have promised
And
The ones who become life long
An...

Jason E. Hodges Quotes

“Never be an artist that starts worshiping yourself or believe your little group is better than anyone outside of it. For, you are nothing more than a grain of sand on a hillside in this world of ours. Even Da Vinci’s work is only glanced at then scrolled past on a phone or computer these days. Climb down off your throne and become humble once more.” Jason E. Hodges
“Your only guarantee in this life is that eventually it will end. So make it extraordinary. Live like tomorrow won’t start for...

The Journal

Bound by leather
Worn by age
My journal
Truly understands me
Its tattered pages creak
When I turn them
Too many rides
Of
Backpack adventures
And
Day to day travels!
My journal is the tool
That allows me to drift
Drift farther
And farther
From reality
Or
Into reality
It’s hard to say at this point?
Yes
I study the world around me
Like Sabrina Pasterski
Studies physics! 
I give all that I have
To make sense
Of
This world!
I have no PHD
No college degree
But what I do
Have is the drive
To understand
All th...

Workplace Machine

The morning sun
Bends and twists
It changes
Minute by minute
In the reflection
Of
The buildings
Sky-glass
Windows of sparkle
All for the lifeless sheep
To gaze upon
As they crawl
Their way into work
Their faces are long
And
Lost of expression
All because
They’re waiting for
The workweek to begin
Waiting for the coffee
To drip from the dripper
Self-inflicted misery
For another day’s pay!
God knows how many times
I’ve been in their shoes
And
How I’m still there
A few days a week!
Within a few hours of working...

Gasping For Air

Breathing is something
I once took for granted
Now
The sweet smell of spring
Is dulled by a plastic mask
I must wear some days
Just to move about outside!
The thick humid air
Of
The South
With its Rough Barked Oaks
And
Lime Yellow Pines
Towering into the sky
Is a place
I’ve only known as home!
I once walked freely on this land
And enjoyed
All that surrounded me
With no care
With no worry
Of
What I was breathing in!
Now
Each Spring
I wonder what’s drifting
In the sweet southern breeze?
What could collapses my...

My Bird’s Shadow

There’s a mockingbird
That sings so loudly
At times
It’s hard
To get
Anything done
Like a shadow
It’s always beside me
Fluttering just out of reach
With a keen eye
She watches
All that’s around her
Mimicking
All that she hears
But some days
I know she struggles
Like me
So sensitive
So caring
The slightest things
Can affect her songs
Her chirp
Becomes barely a whisper
Like a flower
Closing its petals
Not thriving
From
Too much
Or
Too little
Good times
Or
Dark days of sorrow
The scales
Are sometimes
Hard to balan...

Angel Tears

Oh
Will it ever stop raining?
Will the angels
Ever stop crying?
At least
Long enough for the sun
To
Shine!
So my tools
Will
Stop rusting
So my tools
Will
Start working
Because
The dollar is slim
On these
Long wet days
When you make a living
Working in the dirt!
Too much rain
Is far from refreshing
When the crops
Sour
In the fields
When
The mud soaked ground
Can no longer
Sustain them
When the ditches
That need
To be dug for a paycheck
Collapse from
Rushing water!
The car washers
The landscapers
The irrigation m...