A vision of life, poems

So speak with me with me when times are hard For I am your eternal guard Who's granted vision to decide What's good and bad, what's light and night. So speak! I'll tell you of your life Whether you should emerge or dive, But if your thoughts and deeds were foul Then I will speak myself - your soul... 24.01.2007 Success What does one strife for, if not success? Constantly pressured, each day in stress? What do I care? Listen or not - Poem's successful, still being hot. For politician it's measured in voices, And for musician it's all in the noises. For the reporter - it's in sensations, And for astronomer - in observations. As for the priest - it's measured in souls, And for each medic it's counted in bowels. For common mystic it's in divinations. What of the killer? In annihilations. For simple writer it's in the novels, For complex digger it's in the shovels. For undertaker this one's in corpse, For the oculist this one's in orbs. It's in new places for endless strollers And for all merchants all in the dollars ...»