Ruptured Feelings-
Who so love us for ourselves
In spite of our iniquities they care for
But those that friends that fools
The ones who calls you are and doing
Is there any room and whatever legend
And what of those visions that you hear
Where are the distorted voices
thet screams in silence and color tones
You Are Not alone
Solace and Grace at any pace
Seemingly runs amok
Perfect timing to stop climbing the trees
Where branches with baron leaves
I come to salute before my gratitude
My enslaved mind mirage
inclined imprisoned doing time
Stop being sad and there's no time to cry
Stand up except the love of your peers
Listen to the please of the Angels hear them cheer
Confession thoughts even though
God hears them all before you speak them out
For when humanity is silent
Seemingly no one cares no calls
Reach up reach out listen for The voice to calling of God
For your love each and every one of us very very much
13/11/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
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