Richard M Moss MD

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Richard M Moss MD

It is wrong,
To forget our song,
For the passions and joy,
Do not be coy.

You forget who are dear,
Your eyes are not near.
Laughter was our song,
The magic was strong.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

Kindness in your eyes,
Love is the prize.
We traveled the world,
Your laughter I heard.

You are a gift,
Do not drift.
Now you are distant,
I’d return in an instant.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

The years are long,
Our passion strong.
I wrote poems in your name,
My love aflame.

Your words are not meek,
It is you I seek.
Restore the passion,
It is our mansion.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

Your touch is a blessing,
Your distance pressing.
On love rests this house,
You will be my spouse.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

The Heavens Speak

A journey of the soul,
I accept the role.
We saw an Empire,
And lit the fire.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

Through the sands of time,
Our souls now rhyme.
From East to West,
My life now blessed.

Across China to Damascus,
Nothing will divide us.
By the Jade Pass,
We prayed at mass.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

For you, silk and spice,
I’ll pay the price.
The army of Han,
Was not a con.

The hordes may attack us,
Our song won’t betray us.
Through mountains and caves,
I’ll love you to the grave.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

We crossed the desert,
And spun in the dirt.
You took my hand,
In Marco Polo’s land.

We kneeled before Buddha,
Your lips like mocha.
We sipped fine tea,
I bent my knee.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

Silk Road Dream

It used to be simple,
Cup of Joe was all you had.
Why did it change?
It wasn’t so bad.

Who needs espresso?
With lavender and foam?
Ain’t worth six bucks,
Give me coffee and pick-up trucks.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

A place on every corner,
Country’s gone, I’m not a mourner.
I cannot see or make a plea,
But it’s latte, and it’s sugar free.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Don’t need a car.
Step up to the bar.
Milk, foam, espresso, with flavor,
Sugar free, iced, hot, and savor.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Girls like lattes on a walk,
Have a sip, ready to talk.
Forget your beer and your bars
It’s lattes and guitars.

It’s a new world,
Minds will change.
Try vegan and oat milk
Lattes are strange.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Sip lattes and gaze at the stars
Romance, forget the bars.
I’ll do it for you, give up my Joe.
Have a latte and go with the flow.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Latte Dream


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It is wrong,
To forget our song,
For the passions and joy,
Do not be coy.

You forget who are dear,
Your eyes are not near.
Laughter was our song,
The magic was strong.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

Kindness in your eyes,
Love is the prize.
We traveled the world,
Your laughter I heard.

You are a gift,
Do not drift.
Now you are distant,
I’d return in an instant.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

The years are long,
Our passion strong.
I wrote poems in your name,
My love aflame.

Your words are not meek,
It is you I seek.
Restore the passion,
It is our mansion.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

Your touch is a blessing,
Your distance pressing.
On love rests this house,
You will be my spouse.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

The Heavens Speak

A journey of the soul,
I accept the role.
We saw an Empire,
And lit the fire.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

Through the sands of time,
Our souls now rhyme.
From East to West,
My life now blessed.

Across China to Damascus,
Nothing will divide us.
By the Jade Pass,
We prayed at mass.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

For you, silk and spice,
I’ll pay the price.
The army of Han,
Was not a con.

The hordes may attack us,
Our song won’t betray us.
Through mountains and caves,
I’ll love you to the grave.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

We crossed the desert,
And spun in the dirt.
You took my hand,
In Marco Polo’s land.

We kneeled before Buddha,
Your lips like mocha.
We sipped fine tea,
I bent my knee.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

Silk Road Dream

It used to be simple,
Cup of Joe was all you had.
Why did it change?
It wasn’t so bad.

Who needs espresso?
With lavender and foam?
Ain’t worth six bucks,
Give me coffee and pick-up trucks.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

A place on every corner,
Country’s gone, I’m not a mourner.
I cannot see or make a plea,
But it’s latte, and it’s sugar free.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Don’t need a car.
Step up to the bar.
Milk, foam, espresso, with flavor,
Sugar free, iced, hot, and savor.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Girls like lattes on a walk,
Have a sip, ready to talk.
Forget your beer and your bars
It’s lattes and guitars.

It’s a new world,
Minds will change.
Try vegan and oat milk
Lattes are strange.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Sip lattes and gaze at the stars
Romance, forget the bars.
I’ll do it for you, give up my Joe.
Have a latte and go with the flow.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Latte Dream

I'm in the Midwest now,
A farm town with pigs and a cow.
Country folk tip their hat,
Ready to smile and chat.

In the Bronx, you watched all day,
Move fast and do not stray.
In my small town,
I walk and wear my crown.

It's far from the bare knuckles Bronx,
You ain’t safe in the honky tonks.

Schools are good, streets safe,
Walk at night, keep your faith.
Kids come home, do not swear,
Run free without a care.

Risk your life in the city streets,
Play stickball but take the heat.
Yankee Stadium was our place,
Don’t get hit in the face.
It's far from the bare knuckles Bronx,
You ain’t safe in the honky tonks.

Police cars roamed, sirens blazing,
Hoodlums guns not praising.
Turn the music on,
Watch the con.

Grow up in the Bronx,
Steal your wallet and your socks.
People are friendly and decent,
Be careful if there's disagreement.

Far from the bare knuckles Bronx,
You ain’t safe in the honky tonks.

Now, I’m a hillbilly from the city,
Farmland sure is pretty.
Cornfields are for me,
Cows, pigs and my donkey.

Ain't amazing but is appealing,
People have good feeling.
Not a bad thing to say,
Go to church and learn to pray.

Far from bare knuckles Bronx,
You ain’t safe in the honky tonks.

Bare Knuckles Bronx

You had what you wanted,
But you were haunted.
What dreams eluded?
You were deluded.

If she loves you, then listen,
But you’re on some mission.
Put away the daggers,
A drunk man staggers.

You built a ladder to the sky,
You believed you could fly.
No challenge was too great,
You opened the gate.

The world was your palace,
Then you grew callous.
You knew how to think,
But you started to drink.

She saw the problem,
You headed to the bottom.
Put away the daggers,
A drunk man staggers.

Your money was gone,
You became a pawn.
Who answered your call?
You began to fall.

You read the bible,
Then you went tribal.
You hung out in bars,
When you had the stars.

Your lady said bye,
You began to cry.
Put away the daggers,
A drunk man staggers.

A Drunk Man Staggers

Took my house and job away,
Wife and kids won’t stay.
I’m out of work, money’s gone,
Can’t find help, the battle’s drawn.

It’s getting rough, I’m on the brink.
They gave me vinegar to drink.

Went to church, read the bible,
Worked two jobs, had a title.
I tried to help my kin,
I ain’t Jesus, I’m full of sin.

Whiskey’s bitter, gimme a shot.
Feelin’ bad. I’m tight as a knot.
Enemies circle, I cannot think.
They gave me vinegar to drink.

I bore the wounds, fell in a hole,
Dark waters surround my soul.
Who will save me, before the dawn,
Help me, Lord, I’m just a pawn.

Block my eyes, so I can’t see,
I’m lost, is there a key?
Clouds hover, I cannot think,
They gave me vinegar to drink.

Shelter me from the wind,
Pain won’t stop, it pierced my skin.
Still, I praise him as my soul does sink,
They gave me vinegar to drink.

Gave Me Vinegar to Drink

You were famous as a young man,
And became a sensation.
Did you think this would happen,
That you would save the nation.

You had a good life,
until your decision.
To lead your country,
And fulfill the vision.

It’s for America you care,
America has a prayer,
You’re a two-fisted blue-collar billionaire.

They want you in jail.
Tried to shoot you in the head.
Fight, fight, fight,
To those who wanted you dead.

It’s for America you care,
America has a prayer,
You’re a two-fisted blue-collar billionaire.

They took you for a ride.
Truth won’t hide.
Talk straight as an arrow,
It was a landslide.

MAGA wins,
This is no spin.
America’s top of the class,
Now step on the gas.

It’s for America you care,
America has a prayer,
You’re a two-fisted blue-collar billionaire.

Blue Collar Billionaire

Wandering in a daze,
Confused by the haze.
Against the hard rain,
I can’t handle the pain.

He led me to see,
Now the rest is on me.

Tame the beast,
Rise up for the feast.
The world has conspired,
Who’s left to inspire?

He led me to see,
Now the rest is on me.

They attack you with malice,
And wreck the palace.
Feel the hard rain,
And accept the pain.

I have no vision,
But to escape my prison.
I can’t despair,
I have to dare.

He led me to see,
Now the rest is on me.
x
Where’s the broken earth?
Who brought the curse?
Will the blessings increase,
And the flood waters cease.

May our enemies scatter,
Do not flatter.
I will give you praise,
All the length of my days.

He led me to see,
Now the rest is on me.

The Rest Is On Me

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It is wrong,
To forget our song,
For the passions and joy,
Do not be coy.

You forget who are dear,
Your eyes are not near.
Laughter was our song,
The magic was strong.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

Kindness in your eyes,
Love is the prize.
We traveled the world,
Your laughter I heard.

You are a gift,
Do not drift.
Now you are distant,
I’d return in an instant.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

The years are long,
Our passion strong.
I wrote poems in your name,
My love aflame.

Your words are not meek,
It is you I seek.
Restore the passion,
It is our mansion.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

Your touch is a blessing,
Your distance pressing.
On love rests this house,
You will be my spouse.

The earth sleeps,
But the heavens speak.

The Heavens Speak

A journey of the soul,
I accept the role.
We saw an Empire,
And lit the fire.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

Through the sands of time,
Our souls now rhyme.
From East to West,
My life now blessed.

Across China to Damascus,
Nothing will divide us.
By the Jade Pass,
We prayed at mass.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

For you, silk and spice,
I’ll pay the price.
The army of Han,
Was not a con.

The hordes may attack us,
Our song won’t betray us.
Through mountains and caves,
I’ll love you to the grave.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

We crossed the desert,
And spun in the dirt.
You took my hand,
In Marco Polo’s land.

We kneeled before Buddha,
Your lips like mocha.
We sipped fine tea,
I bent my knee.

We danced in the light,
I’ll be your knight.

Silk Road Dream

It used to be simple,
Cup of Joe was all you had.
Why did it change?
It wasn’t so bad.

Who needs espresso?
With lavender and foam?
Ain’t worth six bucks,
Give me coffee and pick-up trucks.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

A place on every corner,
Country’s gone, I’m not a mourner.
I cannot see or make a plea,
But it’s latte, and it’s sugar free.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Don’t need a car.
Step up to the bar.
Milk, foam, espresso, with flavor,
Sugar free, iced, hot, and savor.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Girls like lattes on a walk,
Have a sip, ready to talk.
Forget your beer and your bars
It’s lattes and guitars.

It’s a new world,
Minds will change.
Try vegan and oat milk
Lattes are strange.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Sip lattes and gaze at the stars
Romance, forget the bars.
I’ll do it for you, give up my Joe.
Have a latte and go with the flow.

Cup of Joe, ready to dream,
Good enough before the Latte scene.

Latte Dream

I'm in the Midwest now,
A farm town with pigs and a cow.
Country folk tip their hat,
Ready to smile and chat.

In the Bronx, you watched all day,
Move fast and do not stray.
In my small town,
I walk and wear my crown.

It's far from the bare knuckles Bronx,
You ain’t safe in the honky tonks.

Schools are good, streets safe,
Walk at night, keep your faith.
Kids come home, do not swear,
Run free without a care.

Risk your life in the city streets,
Play stickball but take the heat.
Yankee Stadium was our place,
Don’t get hit in the face.
It's far from the bare knuckles Bronx,
You ain’t safe in the honky tonks.

Police cars roamed, sirens blazing,
Hoodlums guns not praising.
Turn the music on,
Watch the con.

Grow up in the Bronx,
Steal your wallet and your socks.
People are friendly and decent,
Be careful if there's disagreement.

Far from the bare knuckles Bronx,
You ain’t safe in the honky tonks.

Now, I’m a hillbilly from the city,
Farmland sure is pretty.
Cornfields are for me,
Cows, pigs and my donkey.

Ain't amazing but is appealing,
People have good feeling.
Not a bad thing to say,
Go to church and learn to pray.

Far from bare knuckles Bronx,
You ain’t safe in the honky tonks.

Bare Knuckles Bronx

You had what you wanted,
But you were haunted.
What dreams eluded?
You were deluded.

If she loves you, then listen,
But you’re on some mission.
Put away the daggers,
A drunk man staggers.

You built a ladder to the sky,
You believed you could fly.
No challenge was too great,
You opened the gate.

The world was your palace,
Then you grew callous.
You knew how to think,
But you started to drink.

She saw the problem,
You headed to the bottom.
Put away the daggers,
A drunk man staggers.

Your money was gone,
You became a pawn.
Who answered your call?
You began to fall.

You read the bible,
Then you went tribal.
You hung out in bars,
When you had the stars.

Your lady said bye,
You began to cry.
Put away the daggers,
A drunk man staggers.

A Drunk Man Staggers

Took my house and job away,
Wife and kids won’t stay.
I’m out of work, money’s gone,
Can’t find help, the battle’s drawn.

It’s getting rough, I’m on the brink.
They gave me vinegar to drink.

Went to church, read the bible,
Worked two jobs, had a title.
I tried to help my kin,
I ain’t Jesus, I’m full of sin.

Whiskey’s bitter, gimme a shot.
Feelin’ bad. I’m tight as a knot.
Enemies circle, I cannot think.
They gave me vinegar to drink.

I bore the wounds, fell in a hole,
Dark waters surround my soul.
Who will save me, before the dawn,
Help me, Lord, I’m just a pawn.

Block my eyes, so I can’t see,
I’m lost, is there a key?
Clouds hover, I cannot think,
They gave me vinegar to drink.

Shelter me from the wind,
Pain won’t stop, it pierced my skin.
Still, I praise him as my soul does sink,
They gave me vinegar to drink.

Gave Me Vinegar to Drink


About Me

Bio

Richard Moss, M.D., a surgeon practicing in Jasper, IN, was a candidate for Congress in 2016, 2018, and 2024. He has written “A Surgeon’s Odyssey,” “Matilda’s Triumph,” and “Empire of Eunuchs: How the Republican Party Betrayed America,” available on amazon.com. He also writes columns regularly and has been published in American Thinker, Western Journal, and Chronicles. He also writes poetry and song lyrics. Find more of his essays or contact him at richardmossmd.com and exodusmd.com. Visit Richard Moss, M.D. on Facebook, Twitter, Parler, Gettr, GAB, TruthSocial, and Instagram. Dr. Moss is married with four children.

CV/History

Richard Moss is a board-certified specialist in Otolaryngology-Head and Neck Surgery (Ear Nose and Throat). He earned his undergraduate degree in Biology at Indiana University and completed his Doctor of Medicine Degree at the Indiana University School of Medicine in Indianapolis. He is one of the original investors in the St. Thomas Surgery Center and a member of both the Indiana State Medical Association and the Academy of Otolaryngology-Head and Neck Surgery.
Between 1987 and 1990, he traveled extensively throughout Asia, serving as a visiting cancer surgeon on a voluntary basis at major medical centers in Thailand, Nepal, India, and Bangladesh. During his time in Hat-Yai, Thailand he met his future wife, Ying, a nurse at Prince of Songkla University Hospital. In 1991, Dr. Moss and Ying settled in Jasper, Indiana, to begin a private practice that has been in operation for over 30 years with offices in Jasper and Washington, Indiana.
Although Dr. Moss received little or no compensation during the three years he traveled in Asia, he considers them among the most rewarding periods of his life. He continues his volunteer work and extensive travel with his family around the world today, including lecturing and performing surgery on a limited basis. He has been to Central and South America, Europe, Africa, and Asia, and gives presentations of his travels and work overseas at local schools and churches.
Dr. Moss has written regular columns for Indiana newspapers, including The Dubois County Herald, The Indianapolis Star, The Evansville Courier and Press, The City County Observer, The Bloomington Herald-Times, and The Ferdinand News; more recently, he has written for American Thinker, Western Journal, Chronicles (Intellectual Take Out), and Indiana Policy Review. He had a local radio talk show, podcast, and videocast; he was the host of a local TV show, Yoga for Health. He also founded, owned, and operated local eateries, Bronx Bagel and Simply Pasta. He owns and manages (with his son, Noah) a real estate company, Sa
a Real Estate, LLC. He is a partner in an Assisted Living Facility, Legacy Living in Defiance, Ohio, and an investor and contributor in a new social media platform, PopTalk.io. He was a candidate for state representative for Indiana’s 63rd district in 2014, and for Congress for Indiana’s 8th district in 2016, 2018, and 2024. He has also started a local, grassroots organization, FrontLineFreedom1776, and is a frequent public speaker.
Dr. Moss and Ying have been married for over 30 years and have four children. He is also the author of the memoir Matilda’s Triumph, about his mother’s encounter with a devastating stroke intertwined with compelling vignettes of her as a young woman, raising her five sons as a single parent in the Bronx. He also wrote A Surgeon’s Odyssey about his travels and work as a volunteer cancer surgeon in Asia, and “Empire of Eunuchs: How the Republican Party Betrayed America. For more information, visit his website at richardmossmd.com and exodusmd.com. Find Richard Moss, M.D. on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Gettr, GAB, TruthSocial, and PopTalk.io.

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