James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Dramatic Monologue

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Peek-A-Boo - My Spokenword

The secret of my surprise
 could it be in my demise
 I fear not because I am not Afraid

I      -I am not dismayed 
By the secrets unknown
Though they crave my fears NO

HARDENING my desires my heart beats less 
So soft is it and I feel the presence 
Of It this the unknown WHOSE

 I shall not be discarded or thrown
 I stand and trust and with a sword and a shield
 I weld I shall not be compelled  WHOSE 

To run for in running I will fall
 I fell as I peek out the window sill
Out the corner of a curtain I fear not
A thing yet I'm aware that something is there WHERE CAN'T SEE A THING

But I can't see with my eye natural or spiritual 
so I won't call it out it's untrue as I stand facing west 
I turn around I feel it's presents
That I choose not to for in the darkness as my light

So shines on it ever presents 
It's dawning it is I hear the sounds of peekaboo
I see fear incarnate and it's looks it screams at me 
The demon clutches and screams hello humanity fool

PEEK-A-BOO 

11/13/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022

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