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Dismay-

Dismay
I heard a splendid, discontent grumbling

And the cries never scaring
The tittering trepidation taunting

I channel not my displeasure my hurts and pain yet I remain DISMAY

Suddenly, I heard some retching
The flaunting and the fetching

My mind always strays to yells
Of the confusion's that is stretching my blood spills

I channel not my displeasure my hurts and pain yet I remain DISMAY

I crave the cree, complainant cry
I oft, guess I died

So do warn me about the fury
Life's is in no hurry...

I channel not my displeasure my hurts and pain yet I remain DISMAY

And its eyes have all the booing
Death shall bring howls demons chewing

The crouches came cooing
And the retch was wooing
Roaches in their aftermath yet still alive
After the atomic blast

I am shore of my doing, in doing
Death shall bring howls demons reaching and booing

I channel not my displeasure my hurts and pain yet I remain DISMAY

11/25/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Robinson Jr. Avatar
November 25, 2019 at 2:57 PM
Powerful poem, James! Riveting imagery ... I heard a splendid, discontent grumbling. And the cries never scaring. The tittering trepidation taunting. This is a deep poem of much truth. Love and more love always.
Lee Sr. Avatar
November 25, 2019 at 7:07 PM
Write on!! Freddie, I thank you for stopping by... Peace be unto you. James
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