What Really Made You Cry?
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What Really Made You Cry?
What really made you cry?
Did you stick your finger in your eye?
In your mind did a little dog die?
What really made you cry?
You sat on the witness stand
With a bible in your hand.
Then you began to lie.
But what really made you cry?
I’ve seen those crocodile tears.
You’ve been using them now for years.
I saw a tear below your eye.
The very day I said goodbye.
You told me how it would be.
How you would ruin me.
So then you began to lie.
So what really made you cry?
No one misses the water
Until that well runs dry.
But when you took my child
That’s what really made me cry.
Did you get some memory in your eye?
What really makes you cry?
But when you took my child
That’s what really made me cry.
Gladys Knight - Neither One of Us
Below may be all of Micky Dee's poems on hubpages- enjoy!
Remembering The Past And Missing You
Micky Dee, His Bike, Don Quixote, and Points of Light
Parallel Parking At Eighty Miles An Hour
Breaking The Wind In A Pace-Line
What Happened To Wednesday's Ride? 01-12-10
A Poem for the World's Smallest Restaurant
When a Cyclist’s Chamois Freezes
What Happened To Wednesday's Ride? 01-12-10
A Tale Of Two Idiots-A Poem By 50 Caliber & Micky Dee
Cadillac-Don't Bug Me And My Fleetwood-Mac
A Poem of Cycling-What Can I Say?
Veal is a Meal? Poop Is Pudding!
Ode To Anne Moody-Civil Rights Activist
Running With Scissors-Semper Fi Stanley Patrick
Shadrach, Meshach, And Abednego-Soul Food!
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Don't be sad Msorensson! There will be a brighter day tomorrow. Then clouds, rain, hurricane! Thank you Dear. I love to see you!
You know Mickydee-just reading this makes me pissed at this woman...like you have not had enough pain and destruction in your life than to lose your child by another's vindictiveness. Not only has it hurt you deeply-hurt your child immensely-but ultimately-all lies will come to light and when it does--she will have more than a tear in her eye. She has hurt herself more than she knows...one day she will see.
I was just thinking of that sweet photo of you and your daughter on the bike in another of your hubs...awwwwwwwwww.
I have heard the "I'll ruin you" deal before--and yes,many attempts to destroy-ruin-cause hell on earth. Broken spirits are always heard--God hears and heals the broken spirited.
I love you Mickydee and I am saddened by other people's destruction, lies and hatred that left you so sad and alone without your child.:*(
Passionate stuff Mr Mickey Dee !
Ghost- you know I love you. Thank you for your kind heart. The poem and you response is bringing a tear or tow. Someday we'll be cried out. Some day the Golden Rule will rule. We'll all wish for others what we will wish for ourselves. Until then I may reflect and write it down. Maybe if I keep writing I can atone for the wrath I have wrought and I won't be held responsible for another's unhappiness. I never meant to make another unhappy. Maybe I can make myself at peace if I write of love and forgiveness. I forgive. I also await the next train out of here. I'm at the depot. I hope I can love, forgive, and help. I want to live that Golden Rule. Thank you Dear!
Hey there Alternate Poet! As most can see rehab takes a while. Recovery is right around the bend. Right down the tracks. Thank you Sir!
Very long ago Mickydee, I had something so terrible happen to me-by one of those bad people you spoke about. I was at a family 'function' on Christmas and my favorite Aunt was very concerned for me-my strengnth-my emotional state-I felt as if I carried so much pain that I could die (You know the feeling). In the midst of this so called God celebration-One of the usual big mouth meanspirited jerks began to hassle me big time.(You know the ones that come out of the woodwork to kick your head with their steel-toed boots when you are already on the ground.) I went after this person with such strength and truth and brought them to their knees-without kicking them. When I was done, I stepped outside alone-shaking.
My Aunt stepped out on the doorstep and she said this to me. "I have been so worried about you but after seeing that inside...I know that you are going to be okay because you are a fighter and a survivor--and you will get through this." (and I did)
The moral of the story Mickydee?
You are not at the train depot--you have never given up! You are going to be okay because you are a fighter and a survivor!! Most people would have given up long ago--you have your truth-your integrity-your character-and the best? You still have a heart full of love--even after all of this mess that others have threw you in--you have a goooooood heart full of love!
Mick, this one hurts me, I too have been there, twice. 5 kids to miss and worry over. I have cried over it many times. Now things are good as we all chat and visit with love. Someday I hope it will for you too. Love and peace my friend. CC
Great poem. Micky! Yes the Golden Rule will rule! But until it does pain is there, and tears and heartache.
Thanks for sharing, and strength to you, my friend.
Love and peace
Tony
Ghost you help me. Today I rest. Tomorrow I do battle on the bike for a hundred miles I hope. This battle won't be with others. It will be with myself as always. But today I rest. I write. I review hubs by others. I contemplate. So here I am. I intend to do God's will as God presents it. So my soul is reflecting the light that has entered. Tomorrow will be more physical pain. My back will hurt way before my legs. So will my neck. Pain will run down my arms. If I keep the pace I intend to I will enter a pain cave. Today I'm in a different cave. We will evolve and we will continue to go to the light. It's our only direction. Let's keep on keeping on! Let's do what we do and let it be for the glory of a benevolent God!
Ralwus- are you and I related? If so I think you got the brains from what I see of your work. You're very thoughtful Sir. I'm coming to see you soon! Thank you Sir!
Thank you Tony! You're always looking up and not just your avatar. You are so appreciated!
I feel so for you, Micky. Being forewarned of someone's evil intent does not make it any easier once it begins.
This is beautiful and heartrending.
Hi Lorlie. You are super with a beautiful heart! Thank you Ma'am!
I echo Lorlie's comment...and have been there and done that...way too many times..it is amazing however that the heart can sustain this type of grief, but at the time, it feels as though it is being ripped from our chest.
Big Hugs.
Micky, you almost made me cry. That's something close to my own heart too. Don't cry Micky. You are so very well loved right here. I hope you feel that.
Hey Aley Martin! We've been there and done that. The heart is very resilient! These hooks are really digging in sometimes. Thank you Dear
Se there Chris Eddy. Canada should be right above North Carolina. You know how it is- sometimes life just sucks the tears right out of your eyes. Thanks Love. One Love!
First let me say, what a wonderfully written emotional poem.
Secondly, oh, Micky! I hate that this happened to you! I hate that your hurting. I hate how mothers can be so awful sometimes, not only is it hurtful to you, but to your/her child as well. I hope it's resolved soon, but if not try to take comfort in your child growing up and seeing the truth. It may take years, but she'll (?) see it. At least I did. Blessings to you.
I liked it great hub micky ~hugs~
Hey Summer. Thank you for you kind words. Things stay on my mind. I think we'll see each other soon. We've talked a some lately. I'm vocal about things I believe in but I will never be the source of anyone's unhappiness. I'll live alone first. I think my daughter and I will work some tings out.
I'm beginning to "move on" about some other things in my life.
I see where some things will be "reborn" in a sense.
In some areas I'm kicking the dust from my shoes again.
I'm moving on.
I'm going to be the same guy but a little different.
I'll dwell less on what can't be changed.
I may reflect on some matters but I'm moving on.
God can have whatever I've been carrying.
Some of my burden I'm putting down though.
You're a blessing Summer. Thank you Ma'am!
Hey there Blackreign! You know I'm coming to see you soon. I have some "catch-upping" to do. Thank you Ma'am!
I'll cry If I am lost my lovely person around me. But you almost made me cry by reading your poem. Good work, my friend!
God bless you Prasetio. There's some pain and disappointment around some curves and over some of the hills, Thanks Very much Prasetio.
Micky written from the heart my friend - I felt it thank you for sharing.
Thank you Billy. God Bless you Sir! Happy trails Brother!
This is a very heartfelt poem. Your writing is always very good. Thanks.
In a word poignant and meaningful—okay, that was two words. Great poem, man.
it really made me cry......nice work..
I would be a fake if I told your I never cried. Read my hubs and you will find many tears of sorrow. To this very day my eyes gloss over easily as I read the hurt and pain that flows from the souls and minds of hubs. I am thankful to have a peek into the many lives of people sharing a tear. We open our hearts, minds and very souls to others with the hope of uplifting our spirits, I know I feel refreshed after a good cry and I will always be a man who does not hide his inner feelings. Macho men cry to, so give it up men...ha..great Hub MD..you played on my tear ducts.
Hey Micky. Thanks for allowing yourself to feel and for sharing your feelings here. Great hub.
Nicely done poem. I really liked the little edge of sarcasm, too--"Did you stick your finger in your eye?" I haven't had much time to read your work, but now I'm motivated to read more.
Nice work when you can choke me up. Good job. Cheers.
If this is true, it is a terrible thing, Mickey Dee... My deep felt sympathy!
Hummingbird- I really appreciate you and you work. Thank you very much.
Hi Springboard! Thank you very much for your kindness. I'm coming to see you over in Springboardland. Thank you very much.
Hi Shirishkoid! I know what you mean! I know what's coming when I read it and it makes me cry. Thank you!
God bless you Saddlerider! You've spoken some words that apply to me. The hubbing I like the most are either funny or life and sadness. We are our brother's keeper. We need to feel more of what others are going through- at least - at times. Thank you Saddlerider. I'll be coming to see you soon. Thank you very much.
Thank you Kim. We all have something going on or know someone that does. Thank you.
Hi Lee. I'm very glad you came by. We need to be real don't we? Thank you!
Ladyjane- you're a strong Lady, Jane! I'll try to write something funnier soon. Thank you!
Hey there Storytellersrus! Folks will say I looney-tooney but I hope people will believe that I only want the truth. The FACT is about accusations, and lawyers should tell you this- FIRST COME- FIRST SERVE. The court doesn't really give a flying flip about "rulings". Our "injustice system" works for lawyers and judges. Let's be real though- if it didn't happen to me, which it did, it's happening to others and frequently. I encourage folks to "search" for the falsely imprisoned and falsely "put to death". The search- will never end.I'm rambling- thank you Storytellersrus! I do love to see your avatar here! Thank you Ma'am!
Hmm, what made me cry -- reading your poetry, touching and beautiful, top three best of Micky Dee! Take care, Maita
We're all "softies" aren't we! It's better than being too hard. Thank you as always Maita! God bless!
Dear Micky,
So profound. I so love the song you chose, I haven't heard it in a very long time.
I know the feeling of being between a rock and a hard place. My heart and prayers go out to you.
Despite everything, you manage to fight the good fight and find the good, not only in yourself, but others.
You will be rewarded for that, in many ways. You have only to see :)
I,m so happy that i found u . Your story is so very sad,lord why do people hurt others? I love your poem.
Ifelt your pain. Be sure to keep writing. You lift our souls.
Oh Trish. You've certainly warmed me up. You know Trish- I'm 60 years old. I don't want to hate. I don't want to lie. I have no idea if I'm as shy to lie and intentionally hurt because of what God might do. I just know if I stray unintentionally, even if I screw up - not meaning to - I feel horrible. I want to walk softly. I want to help us all. If that's not "what it's all about" the heck with what it is about. Thank you. Let's just keep pushing that Golden Rule! God bless you.
Oh my goodness Always Exploring! I just finished a 107 mile bike ride. I got lost on my way. I'm 60. I have pain up & down and all around. I rode the hundred in 6 hours which isn't good but I only rode with a few riders for 10 or 15 miles. I got there too late for any pack riding- nuff said - it's been a pain cave! Still is. I'm sapped. So - I hear some of the words that you folks are leaving - it's really good medication! It's the best. Thank you for being so kind to me! Let's be kind to each other. You know what I'm saying! God bless you Dear Always Exploring!
Micky
I wish I had some balm to ease your emotional pain-it's so tough for you- God Bless.
Hey Itakins! You just gave what I need. Thank you.
Mickey, make a date to meet your daughter when she is eighteen and no longer tied to the strings of her mother's apron. then sit with her and explain how much you wanted to shre her life, but you were shut out, shut up and denied access to her. Tell her of you love in spite of all the missing years, and reclain your daughter. then see her weekly, not weakly, and be the dad she always dreamed about, and make her see the follies of her mother's choices in her life. not revenge, but justice for a divorced daddy, who so loved his baby girl.~~~MFB III
Awe...Mickey...you will need to follow this with a happy fun poem!! Beautiful hub!
Oh My
Micky you made me cry
wanna know why
this story is why
i too looked to the sky
and had to say goodbye
to what I loved watch die
And my dreams just fry
Hear those courtroom lies
no matter how hard I'd try
They gave it all to this guy
Who even was there high
Your poetry is amazing
love to read and am saying
thank you keep praying
these challenges weighing
will turn to blessings and savings
great poem, way to close to my heart and circumstances,
thank you micky
kimberly
Micky not sure if you know I lost my only child, a daughter at 3, she is 14 now and my rich X and corrupt lawyers and judges made sure I haven't seen her since.
2 days ago I was served with a restraining order against the entire family, her school,anywhere she goes, within 600 feet of her, effective immediately and instant imprisonment if caught within 400 feet,
I have not talked to her or seen her or them in a decade and the papers supporting this are now officially sealed and would take an enormous amount of money with legal council.
She would be the only one that could change this restraining order but has been told I am dead so why would she. This includes emails and phone calls as well - he's setting me up, all he has to say is I came to his house and I go to jail. With no previous recored. Each conviction warrants longer jail sentence.
The one thing I know without doubt they used in my absence [said i was a no show-never heard a thing] is my hub titled my daughter has no mother and 400 comments all exposing the truth of how I lost my daughter in, again my absence. His mother and him took her in my sleep at 3 months old.
I was able to kiss her once when she was 2 and I have a picture of it which was the main picture in my hub. I took it down with the rest of my 130 hubs when i left
If I bring it back,I go to jail.
Sorry for the blabber
just brought up a ton of emotions-should have emailed you
2 days ago my hope left and this poem is brilliant
Thanks my friend.
Micky, I'm so sorry for what you have been through. I hope there will be a way to make everything good again. This is so sad...
And for kimberlyslyrics, your story is so sad too. Wish you all, both of you; the best and bless from God.
Yo MFB- you're correct. I certainly want no repercussions of any kind. Life is amazingly short. At times we think our death is imminent. We think that surely we have a lot of miles left. I wake up all the time knowing this could be the last day. I want to get my affairs in order.
I want to forgive because it's cleansing. I wrote that poem a while back. I didn't really want to post it.
I've forgiven. I was feeling really low and the poem I put on your comments -that is so long- I wrote while sitting at your comment box. I don't know what to do with my life but ride my bike and type on this magic machine.
I rode 107 or so miles yesterday. I rested Saturday. Saturday I went through old videos and came across a couple videos of a friend and his wife riding their "tandem". They went to so many cycling events. He died Saturday at a bike ride hundreds of miles from here. I got word yesterday.
Life is really short.
Live and love.
I want everyone to be happy and loved. I don't want to be the source of someone's unhappiness.
Let's love one another. I still may say that our injustice system is terrible. I may continue to say that this "system" ruins people's lives.
Still- I want happiness for all.
"Love one another".
Thank you Theherbivorehippi! It's a twisting road with potholes. We need to shout out and warn of the potholes and take care of each other. Thank you Ma'am.
Yes Ma'am Kimberly! Thank you Dear for commenting. I can never forget the basic message of the hub I read a while back. Yes Ma'am. Your hub hurt me. I relived my anguish with what you had written. A lot of actions are to keep a large pile of money right where it is.
I guess people have to do it but-
LOVE MEANS NEVER HIRING A LAWYER.
I never did. I never took an action against the actions.
I may have said this is BS but I never split the home I built. When arguments flew at me and I was threatened -
I said and I stand by it today-
"I will not take one rock or stick out of this home!"
I didn't and I won't. Take it all.
My home is not here!
Yes- I hated what was done and how it was done- with dishonesty. I've hated the way I was maligned. I hated having my Bicycle Inn destroyed. I hated having meager things put into a storage facility. I hated having the Sheriff's department escort me while I got a few things.
But - I have kept my word.
I never hired a lawyer.
I never took a brick or a stick.
Hi Freya! You have such a good heart. We need to hold onto that Golden Rule. Thank you Ma'am!
Micky
Thank you for your response we are living in someways the same hell, but I like you do not respond nor took a thing, and lived without a thing.
They say there is no justice in revenge, I agree but some days I dream about not having but maybe using a brick and stick and.........................
thanks for your response, your not alone.
xo
It's crazy out here in the real world. Sometimes it's just "too real". God bless you Kimberly Girl!
Nah Micky, your the blessing. Moving on seems best, I hope things work out in a satisfying way for you, I truly do. You deserve it. Your right Micky, we shall meet, I leave to bum around in August, I have some stops in NC planned!
We're moving on Summer. Yet I'll always be here. I hope to see in August.
Summer, I'm sorry that I wasn't what she needed.
And really, I acknowledge that I can be an inferior husband in comparing to many.
I regret that things went the way they did- whatever it was.
Thank you Ma'am.
Bro...
No one misses the water
Until that well runs dry.
This touches so many areas in one's life,i had this kind of feeling but in a different form though i cried yet i wrote God a letter.
Thanks for sharing this...
Sometimes we need to write God a letter Rossi. Dear God...
Thanks Rossi!
AAAh Micky Micky, so touching, so emotional and so very deep. This is meaningfull, I sense the masculine touch in this - its so....human...I can't even begin to explain just how much I see and feel in the poem above....You have power in your writing ~:))I love it.
Oh Leptirela- you brighten anyone's day! Thank you so very much. God bless you! Very kind!
I feel your pain Micky Dee. I have suffered those stabbing pains to the heart on too many occasions. This is why on my 50th birthday I vowed that the 2nd half of my life was going to be lived in relative peace. Love this and I going to check out some on your list. Peace to you my friend.
Thank you Pmccray. Let's just find some peace. Let's just settle back! Thank you Dear!
A sad but lovely peom. You have your own style of writing poetry that seems to come from your heart. Great!
hi why do you keep putting yourself through so much pain on that bike. Relax, and enjoy being a cough potatoe..... Only joking of course, would not recognise you if you were not on your bike, would I ??????????????????
Tina - you sure are nice! Thank you again for kind words. There's sadness and joy. It's all good to write down. Thank you Ma'am!
Hey Poetlorraine! I get so tired from riding I turn into some kind of potato! I just got in from 79 miles of riding. It felt like 80 though! You know Poetlorraine- I feel uncomfortable in any clothes but cycling. Thank you very much Poetlorraine!
Micky You are beacon of light that many follow in the fog.You know how to share and tell it like it is.I am always learning to understand a little more.When you live a long life I guess you see much pain.I have just begun and I see only the rising sun.I also see you bright and clear riding the best ride you have done all year!
Yo DREAM ON! Those are very kind words DREAM ON. I do want to tell the truth and along the way maybe sprinkle a little honey on top of some messages to keep it all palatable. I'm afraid I do have some external and internal injuries that rise up. Thank you DREAM ON. "See the rising sun" and keep that beauty for a long day ahead! God bless!
Dear Micky,
Your poems express the emotion of being wronged, true there is enough righteous indignation that your poems assume and testify for...truthful and a philosopher at heart and I sincerely hope that you are reunited with the one you love the most.
You have seen a lot and understood a lot to know what is good..and wisdom must prevail..especially in these times when people truthful suffer for truth.
Wisdom must prevail! If I can't be so wise, I'll be still! Thanks Debarshi!
the soothing of a soul is like a bite into chocolate with a squishy middle that bursts into your mouth as you bite down.
there is always sweetness, even when we think naught. I know you come from those depths of experience where wisdom slips it's head in to give us a piece to the puzzle and says to us, "go work now", smiles and leaves us to learn more, more, as we take another bite and grebe a new prize. oh how sweet the treat! ~Aloha Micky Dee ALOHA~
~Aloha my sweet Sa'ge! ALOHA~
I just feel like an eavesdropper, so I won't even ask. We aren't all soft as you know, it takes a few mad hubs to get over the sad ones, feeling sorry for others who may have it worse..then I don't feel so sorry for myself. Sometimes I get downright mean and figure people think I'm a nut but that's what it takes sometimes, and I am never mean unless someone deserves it...it leaves me fearless and fearless is good. All's well that ends well, I will hope that for you.
Hey Pollyannalana. I wrote this as I was torn apart. I forgive. I want to think of myself as as a shock-absorber. It's been a bumpy road! Thank you Dear!
Can´t believe I missed this one.!!!(call myself a follower.!? Tut, tut.....) Beautiful, Micky.x
Thank you Darling Dim!
I am exploring the Hub Pages poetry section and came across your work. The multi-media approach you use is refreshing and entertaining. Thanks!
msorensson Level 3 Commenter 2 years ago
Oh.. Micky..you almost made me cry..