Tragedy
Yon, tragedy
In the cities full of shootings whom are all the victims.
Clean and unclean living
Clean and unclean eating
Living righteous and Living sinning
Loving and hating
Are the races REALLY forgiving
Deep.
Miss disgracing and Injustice
Never reply teams kills
~tragedy
You said I miss chance guided
Violence waves the Dance of Peace instead I uncovered the Dead mistletoe
You kiss me on my forehead, cheek to cheek
Evil doings and wouldn't awake heartaches and touch
You take the tragic from out of my sight
My eye, my head, my bleeding heart
At tragic as it is
Complexity reality is... in sickness and in health they will yet still be there even when Jesus descends and parts the skies
Only then
will tragedies end?
5/3/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
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