James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Dramatic Verse

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Tatered times joys are on recess

Developing status well unkept

Got no job yet I'm still blessed

Got no family yet I'm still blessed

Got a terminal illness and I'm still blessed

 No place to call home yet I'm still blessed

No money nothing to eat

no backpack  no broom nothing to sweep

But alast as a bird God shall not let die

What more am I whom shall I

am I more than that sparrow

got troubles!! We're BLESSED

 

 

Got Troubles

I've got troubles, nobody seen
       I've got troubles, nobody seen
       Gotten blues, no I did not choose gonna pray'em away
       Got troubles, nobody seen
       How is heaven's name do you know what I mean
       Ya, ain't been through what I'm gonna through 
       No ,No

       I've got troubles, nobody seen
       You can't tell me they ain't real
       I've got troubles, man and it ain't na dream
       I've got troubles, nobody seen
       Need me some Jesus to help me through this realm
       I've got troubles, nobody seen
       And it's for real
       And the saints says Yes, Yes, Yes
       While the sinners pray save me Christ
       Let the church say Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes
       My, my God today gonna git down on my face N pray
       I've got troubles that nobody seen
       
       I've got troubles nobody seen
       I've got troubles nobody seen 
       I've got troubles ya know what I mean
       I've got troubles nobody seen
       You can't tell me they ain't real
       I've got troubles nobody seen
       Man and it ain't na dream, no, no, no
       Need me some Jesus to help me through this realm
       I've got troubles, nobody seen
       I've got troubles, nobody seen
       And it's for real
       All the saints says Yes, Yes, Yes, you'll be blessed, blessed, blessed
       Let the church say Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes
       Still repenting the sinners plea, they still saying save me Christ
       My, My, My cause I don't wanna be lost;

       Got troubles ya ain't seen, I'm just a filthy dirty human-being;
       that's alright trouble gonna be fleeing from me;

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