James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Ballad

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No Color God

I come from the twilight
Of dusk to dawn
Yet I can't stand
All around me downtown
All in up and around
Signs saying of  "Whites Only"
Mustn't go into that café or restaurant
Funny, thing tho!
My soft money green, my hard money silver just like yours
With all this and all that
I am so glad so glad that
God ain't no respect of persons.. . .

GOD NO COLORED GOD

My blood bleeds red, we all have bone marrow tissue 
Blood flowing through our veins
If I were hungry and stolen some bread would you prosecute me
Yeah I stole because I was hungry
You won't give me a job yet if I had yours I be  making  $1.64 cents an hour
No need to feel sorry for me
I didn't make myself I am brown, blue, black, charcoal gray
You still react no more signs labeled "Whites Only"
Now they're posted permanently in your minds
Different land masses hills, valleys, blue grasses

GOD NO COLORED GOD

The white supremacist, KKK, skinheads only the bad Muslims not the good
Anyone who believes in race/color separations
We're all brothers (God Is no color GOD)
We're all brothers not about the skin its about the soul;
We're all brothers not about what's outside but what's within
We're all brothers 
God a No Color God
He's spiritual not natural
We're all brothers all colors NO colored God
God is a no Color God
God not a colored God He breathe His spirit into modern clay now we're in 
dependent voices with free wills
Choices all knees will bow "White only-Colored Here"
The good the bad ravished happy sad black brown blue purple  orange hues Red white you choose cause

GOD NO COLORED GOD

06/21/14
written by James Edward Lee Sr.© 2014

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Echoing Greens September 29, 2017 at 1:20 AM nice poem James Edward Lee Sr. October 31, 2017 at 4:21 PM Thank you, Haniyya I'm so very glad you liked it. ---James

Freddie Robinson Jr. September 15, 2017 at 5:20 PM Fantastic poetry, James. This poem moves w/power and soulful sass. Your words of truth bounce ... can't be sold by the pound or the ounce. It's priceless poetry. Love and joy always, my brother. James Edward Lee Sr. October 31, 2017 at 4:23 PM I'm glad so glad God's not us, because if He were we would spend eternity in hatred, discord, prejudice and emotions. Write On, brother Freddie. thanks ---James "There's praise in words and words in praise"