Abase Poems

Money And It's Slave

Birds die for prey
People die for money
Money's charisma slave people
It's power cater each heart to supple
Not careful you will beg as ego chill
Some avarice sell their soul to hell
To some life is easy because of money
So pretty a relationship is sweet as honey
I never told that fiat money people worship
Not even a slight of human pride stop a soul grip
For money rule the world of lust and praise
As human behavior degrading now abase.

The Realm of Faith

The realm of faith is a sacred space
and dwellers there must self, abase.
There, spiritual laws govern sphere,
and perfect trust banishes fear.

God is the ruler of the realm
therefore His actions overwhelm.
The things that happen in this sphere
do not to natural laws adhere.

The kind of faith this realm demands
can only be had from God’s hands.
Each one receives a small measure
which grows when its use gives pleasure.

Faith treats as substance promised things
and on the not-yet firmly clings.    
It acts upon the Word of God
and delights always to give Him laud.

Faith caused a man born blind to see
and helped Peter to walk on the sea.
Because of their faith, many were healed
and God’s saints wear faith as a shield.

Saints walk by faith and not by sight
in broad daylight and darkest nights.  
Without faith man cannot please God
and the faithless way is very broad.

If we want to be saved from sin
we must believe and let Christ in.
And once He lives within our heart   
eternal life for us will start.

Let Us Get Married

They sat in love below a willow tree,
And from afar, they heard the rumbling sea.
He looked at her; green eyes seemed full of tears.
He asked what's wrong, afraid he saw some fears.
I am afraid, she said. I dare not tell.
The vale is vast, and flowers spread their smell.

I'm tired, my back aches, and I yearn for figs.
I'm hungry, oh, for a plate of spare ribs.
He stood and ran towards the sea in haste,
And with clothes on, he jumped, feeling abase.
The cold sea spray calmed down his tattered thoughts.
He loved her and began to dream of cots.

He took her in his arms and kissed her sweet,
We'll wed and have so many more to greet.

Placed 1

ENERNIZED JOINT AS ONE-

hearts beats rapid melts
 like butter in an oven
bodies to close merge
~
temperature rise
energy coverings lights
muttering abase
~
softens beating hearts
joint together souls merging
now we be just one


2/24/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©

Spiritual Wickedness

Spiritual Wickedness
(in high places is calling the shots)
Miracle Man
2/19/2024

I've never heard, a Christians life would be easy,
I haven't been immune to life’s unpleasant things.
Trials and problems have always made me feel queasy,
but I'm learning to adapt to what each day brings.

Many try serving God with worldly things hidden,
with Spiritual Wickedness setting the pace.
Then are found without power to do His bidden,
those in this condition, God will surely abase.

“If God isn’t the center, man will not enter”

Pray Without Ceasing

Pray Without Ceasing
Miracle Man
December 12, 2023 

The world has become filled, 
with hatred and division.
Many times we let pettiness,
impair our good vision.

Compromise is a word,
most no longer embrace.
Which leads us full scale,
in our effort to abase.

We find it hard to ask,
so instead, we demand.
Seeking an advantage, 
to gain the upper hand.

As a nation we’ve become,
morally bankrupt today.
Prayer changes things,
but too many don’t pray.

Lasting Gee

It’s blasphemy for the half ashy to try and blast on me-n-my family/
Fits about brass class for free from that lasting Gee/
A ghastly last plea is all I’d need for a decree to decrease or desecrate/
I’ll diss a crate of hate with what I integrate and create/
Fate did initiate a wait to anticipate the plate with a faint taint and I’d dissociate
The phase we’d taste may have been a graze and raid/
It’ll stay and abase their grave base they blazed/
Fiddle away a trace to appear like zany raves/
Little to say the way his faith’s light is a conclave/
He prays every day for grace to pave a bomb wave/
Delay no more and move forward with your higher courage/
Away I’ll store her more oranges to ravish/
Fly high for yours and theirs as you’re a rad fish/
Plan and pour an attack dish like a bad wish/
A span sore and sad but a serene swish/
Send a band to bore and stand up to ceilings amiss

Teen Rant

Welcome to the life of a teen!
Where everyone’s stuck between
Where they want to go 
And where they want to leave.
While all we perceive
May seem a bit distorted,
I can assure you that our life
Is just as full of strife
As any other and while maturity
May seem likely never to inhabit
Our poor young brains, this planet
Is a tough place.
So just give us some space!
And while we may abase, misplace, erase, seem base, or disgrace
Give us some grace!

Dream Prince-

She was afflicted in her tears;
Waiting upon her prince for many years;
She dreamed of solice schemes;
Being embraced by her prince charming;
Someone who she could call darling;
Coveted and yet internalized by her dreams;
And yet it would really seem;
She would be on abase;
And yet she took case;
She realized it was a dream and she was asleep;
But as she awakened in front of her was a face;
Of her darling mate, it was her man, her prince;
He winks, she smiles, they kiss;
Together they unite, ahh!


3/9/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022

Change

Change occurs as a result of persistence.
Regardless of the degree of resistance.
No matter how to abase the distance.
Don't let it be just another occurrence.

Chasing the Many Faced God

"Chasing The Many Faces of God ( We the People Series)

There they are__ made each day no shame, no disgrace... 
Constant reminders of who controls the human race. 

We wake up every morning and get hot on the chase... 
gotta get the God with big numbers on his face... 
gotta hurry along... got no time to waste... 
gotta be first in line_ anyhow in any case. 

Jamming down my food, pimping my style in great haste... 
no time to pull up my pants or tie my shoelace.... 
grabbing coke and candy_ gotta keep up the pace... 
sodas, coffee, caffeine_ smoking crack-freebase. 

Looking up in the air, and down in any space_ .... 
over here or there_ it could be any place.... 
cheating through life_ up my sleeve_ a spare ace.... 
lies are the present _ truth is gone without a trace. 

There they are__ made each day no shame, no disgrace... 
constant reminders of who controls the human race. 
persisting un regrettable unabatedly to abase... 
our raped souls_ with anything antidepressant laced.

Paradise With Pious

I know when you abase me at kunan, was sniffy day for me.
My people at that time were surrounded by threat and poverty.
Know it they are dearest for me.
I warn you sacrilegious nation,
Hacklers are arriving to hack your appearence.
Get lost before with helish creations from me.
You hang my pious sons like,
Maqbool and guru.
Your aim lost itz fame.
Thousands guru hold firmly my flag on me.
I swear as a Nation of paradise.
My whomb is full of heroes like Burhan.
They lustrate your illegal occupation on me.
I remember the bright faces of my martyrs.
You have to slouch your sloppy face.
Libertrians are alive to rip u away from me.
Your thinking is what? I don't care.
Remember my Nationalists and their nationhood.
You have flee, flee away from me.
You seek pardon, Alas you are not pardonable.
What you poach? I don't have dearth of sacrificers 
They love dearly, i love them and they love me.
Your art makes jhelum red by blood of innocents,
Remember, i am paradise .
I am with pious and they are with me.
........      Saim.....

Halloween Moon - Acrostic

Half-breed Hades and his helter-skelter handmaiden 
Abysmally arrogant abase audaciously
Larcenous liaison of Lucifer’s love children
Lashing lepers in a legendary labyrinth
Ostracizing and obliterating others 
Wailing wretchedness while warpainted warmongers
Earmark eerie entities for evil escapades
Endorsing the eager envoy for entanglement
Noxious narcissistic nauseating necropolis

Macabre masquerade of merciless marauders
Oblivious outcasts overwhelm outrageously
Owning the occult offering obituaries
Nefarious nocturnal neighbours nether and nigh



AP: 2nd place 2022, 3rd place 2020

Submitted on January 23, 2018 for contest NIGHTMARES sponsored by NAYDA IVETTE NEGRON

and on September 22, 2017 for contest HALLOWEEN SCARE sponsored by RUSSELL SIVEY  -  RANKED 2ND

Here I Am

Here is where I belong
Here is beside you I shall live
Here we shall make love
Here were our pact live
Here will be our home of joy

I was taken aback by your courage 
I quiver as you look at me 
Your eyes were blazing like gold
As I abase myself to your figure
Little boast did I have as your smile rack my nerves
Your presence opened many thoughts 
The thought that were trapped in my belly button

Here I am
This is I who you once dreamt of in the days and night
This is l that you shared something stronger than stones
This is I who whispered to ear with a harmony voice
This is I that will forever be your guide

Here I am
The time has come for me to hold your hand
This is the time I give you my all
This is our time to show the skies that have seen us.

Sonnet Xi

What sounds, what pictures can express your grace?
I search my soul to lay fast claim on words
that will depict the worship you have stirred
with in my breast. Alas, they fly apace, 
and I am mute. My love, I would abase
myself and to your merit mine defer;
o, could I conjure up the golden word
that would my imagery of you embrace!
I long to lift my voice in praise of thee;
yet, evermore in speechless wonder stand
that one who walks in nobl'st purity
would enter in and grace my barren land.
Do see my debt, my abject poverty,
how they must speak what words cannot command.

Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, 1987

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