James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Dramatic Monologue

Who Is This Purple Man Who Wears the Purple Robe

WHO IS THIS PURPLE MAN WHO WEARS THE PURPLE ROBE
 

Visions of crack web jaggle hues
Now who is the purple?
Who’s this purple man?
The man who wears the purple robe;
Darkness and light shall not stand together;
Only God and Jesus, can;
Son of man the all I AM;
Son of man creator’s son
Wears the colors of royalty
Fitting a King He’s meant to be
And who speaks to the people
Who stands in the gap?
And who loves those people
Who don’t love back?
Now who is the purple?
Who’s this purple man?
The man who wears the purple robe;

Hate is rampart…
He stands arms and hand toward the skies
Road in on a donkey-a jack ass small horse?
Most people praised HIM such a roar such noise;
Now who is this man whom fed the many?
Healed the sick and raised the dead;
Go get me the purple robe;
So that we may cover this purple-man
Sandals full of sand and dirt;
Purple-man wears this robe, liken as a shirt;
Now who is the purple?
Who’s this purple man?
The man who wears the purple robe;

11/7/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©

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