The Verb Song (without the music)

Be born.
Learn to crawl.
Learn to walk.
Break stuff.
Get screamed at.
Cry, because you’ve been screamed at.
Cry, because you feel like it.
Cry, just to get a hug.
Smile, when you get that hug.
Grow up.
Or not.
Learn to run.
Fall down.
Learn to fall down.
Learn to get back up.
Ride a tricycle.
Break a tricycle.
Get a bike.
Learn to ride a bike.
Scrape your knees.
See the scars heal.
Trample a few weeds.
Ride over grass.
Race your buddies.
Win some races.
Lose the others.
Celebrate the races.
Won or lost, doesn’t matter.
Drink some cola.
Feel the fizz in your nose.
Then, drink some more cola.
Outgrow the bike.
See it gather rust.
Feel the twinge seeing it gather rust.
Feel the twinge when it’s thrown out.
Or when it’s kept in the gloomy garage.
Let go of the twinge, and move on.
Eat ice cream with your friends.
Get a brain-freeze.
Eat more ice cream with your friends.
Get another brain-freeze.
Grow into the teen years.
Get your first zit.
And your first crush.
Worry about how you look.
Worry about carbs.
But sometimes, binge anyway.
Get your heart broken.
Mend your broken heart.
Learn about the world.
Learn about yourself.
Believe you can change the world.
Waste a lot of hours playing video games.
Stay up nights to study for tests.
Fall asleep half way through the test.
Get bored half way through the test.
Leave the test hall early, just to get rid of it.
Go to college.
Choose a degree.
Study something you want to.
Or something that you got through at.
Either way, it doesn’t matter.
Your whole life is still ahead of you.
Take an interest in Art.
Make an effort to understand expression.
Make more friends.
Learn to drive.
Bang your car.
Worry about it at that time.
Laugh about it later.
Get a girlfriend… or a boyfriend.
Fall in love, slowly.
Fall out of love, suddenly.
Break up, be lonely.
Then, fall in love again.
Know about Politics.
Pretend to know about Politics.
Read more than you ever have.
Write more than you ever have.
Think more than you ever have.
You won’t get another chance sometime soon.
Have a booze party.
Drink till you throw up.
Throw up till you’re empty.
Drink till you pass out.
Graduate.
Throw the cap as high as you can.
Then walk away as far away as you have to. 
Get a job.
Go to the job every day.
Get bored of the routine life.
Change jobs every few years.
Grow some roots.
Stay where you are.
Grow a pair of wings.
Try to fly away from it all.
Get a pet.
Take care of it.
Feed it.
Play with friendly cats.
Play with friendly dogs.
Take long walks on the beach.
Go for long hikes on mountains.
Holiday with friends.
Take a break with your family.
Get away, sometimes, just on your own.
Ride the bus.
Ride the train.
Play with children.
Play with your friends.
Bug your buddies.
Tell them to fuck off when they bug you.
Do it in a friendly way, though.
Find your soul mate.
Get married.
Make beautiful children.
Make a wonderful, loving home.
Watch your kids grow up.
Invite your childhood friends for Friday Night Dinners.
Watch them age with you.
Watch your kids make friends with theirs.
Watch sports on weekends.
Watch movies with your spouse, once the kids are asleep.
Go to the school when your kid gets in trouble.
Be proud of what he’s done, on the inside.
Watch him grow up.
Watch yourself grow old.
Enjoy watching the years fly by.
Smile at your receding hairline.
Laugh at your bald head.
Retire, and rest up.
Get lost in the memories.
Say Goodbye with a smile.
But, only when you want to.
This one’s inspired by “It’s Kind Of A Funny Story” (the film) by Anna Boden and Ryan Fleck. Haven’t got the book yet, but I somehow want to read it after watching the film.
This isn’t in any specific order. Feel free to jumble it up, or to throw out a few lines altogether.

Comments

  1. Joy,
    This is like a scroll of proverbs. Quick...to the point, but insightful. They are as old as parchment, and as young as yesterday. I especially like...

    "throw the cap as high as you can
    walk away as far as you have to."

    Cheers!

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  2. Joy,
    This is like a scroll of proverbs. Quick...to the point, but insightful. They are as old as parchment, and as young as yesterday. I especially like...

    "throw the cap as high as you can
    walk away as far as you have to."

    Cheers!

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  3. I like the sense of resilience resonating through your lines...
    Great words...

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  4. I like the sense of resilience resonating through your lines...
    Great words...

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  5. @ Smita... Thanks a lot for those words. I hope to be able to do this for a while now.

    Hope to see you around sometime,

    Cheers,
    Joy...

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  6. @ Smita... Thanks a lot for those words. I hope to be able to do this for a while now.

    Hope to see you around sometime,

    Cheers,
    Joy...

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  7. I think this is absolutely brilliant!

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  8. It's got a personal touch. That's the reason I liked it while writing.

    What's yours?

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  9. It's got a personal touch. That's the reason I liked it while writing.

    What's yours?

    ReplyDelete

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