I hear voices in my head,
I touch pain
On every television
Except the typical symbols
Of hegemony
Except in a white building
Miles and miles away,
I touch pain!
For every leaf that falls,
Swallowed by the burning hell
From the mighty birds
Of weird names F 16, F 35...
I hear these voices,
We hear these voices -
Miles away, node in unison,
"The world rules order" Has exemptions
I wake up with a heart hurt
Deeply as though resting on safety pins,
Miles and miles away -
A voice in Downing Street
Sings a weird song
" A right to defend itself"
Uproots 37+ younger leaves daily,
Shame officially abolished
In the self proclaimed democracies -
Is humanity this wicked?
Is mainstream media this cheap?
Should religion blind us this deep?
New Zealand is more progressive and fair than most nations
in 1893, she was the first country to give women the right to vote.
a right that makes sense in every country except America.
where your vote might never count,
until the electoral college is abolished.
an archaic system that ensures the wealthy get more say
New Zealand looks better than ever these days.
a democracy is so much more appealing than a republic.
They kept finding different ways to lynch us
Oh we're still spectacles
They just watch from their smartphones
Watching as we struggle
Watching us be tackled
They don't see us as victims
Just waiting for a pundit
To say we deserve it
Let's not forget about the 13th ammendment
Instead of being slaves they just entered our names in the system
As an excuse to reduce us to numbers
Instead of being slaves we were just labelled as criminals
Technically 'slavery' was abolished
So instead of being whipped
We were punished
With imprisonment
They just found a loophole
A different form of control
Don't get me started on the education system
A place where our history is hidden
A place of division
And preferential treatment
Of a certain race of students
They do it just enough
To remind us of our place in this institution
A constant reminder of how we will never fit in
All because our skin which triggers their racism
If you think racism has ended
Then you're choosing ignorance
You need to be educated
But us black people won't do it
History is written by the victors
Old history of the vanquished dies
More citizens become the victims
Jailed for the spoken past time lies
New rhetors set the TV truth
New garden owners smell new roses
And like it happened in my youth
The Europe gains the new exodists
The gates are closing, but I’m home
I’m sitting here writing stories
The leaders come and leaders go
I cannot change their plot of worries
Some monuments will be demolished
Some will be proudly erected
Some writers books will be abolished
Some other writers recommended
Some businesses they’ll double tax
Some won’t be taxed at all, guess why
The victors call me to their acts
I've no desire to reply.
I wonder.
I wonder what will happen when
all the English dictionaries are burnt
and Shakespeare is abolished
as FAR RIGHT and Racist,
and when the Beatles are
vilified for 'She Loves You'
when it should have
been 'they them love you'.
When the battle of Britain
Begs an unreserved apology.
When the British inventions
Are cast aside as imperial luck
When Europe forgets as the Russians
Have, who saved them in WW2
When people are imprisoned for
Love of these islands and free
Speech is abolished and punished
But this horror won’t happen tomorrow
No, not tomorrow, or the day after
But don’t feel reassured or complacent
Because they arrived months ago
And we all must be ready to pay.
David Cox 02/02/25
In the name of fairness
a president who incites an insurrection would be hung for treason
Corporations and wealthy people would pay their share of taxes
The electoral college would be abolished so everyone has an equal vote
Rapists and sexual predators would be kicked off the Supreme Court
No one would decide what a young woman does with her body except her
Congressmen would have the same insurance as the rest of us
Assault rifles would be destroyed; no one needs them.
The NRA would have to pay billions of dollars to victims families
In the name of fairness
I was filthy;
Yet he cleansed me
He covered me with His pureness
I was troubled seeking in the mind yet
He covered me with His Blessing
He forgave me my unkind
So I abolished I am unto myself
There's nothing good of me but yet
The goodness that's of me
Is from the Lord my Father God
God is working in me
~
His good works are working in me
I am Unbound I am freed
So now I strife no longer I smell not
I am of life I speak life
I am sweet as the flower
With Him His fragrance showering
Covers me I am embattlement
Of fragrance of Christ
God is working in me;
3/24/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
Are my motives questionable
Maybe even disagreeable
Knowing they will be unforgettable
Therefore, under the magnifying glass examine
A male hippopotamus lost so much weight
He felt he was the bull most likely
To stay out late
With flamboyant, embellished cows
He was no longer
A defender of his character
Living in abandon
His life needed to be abolished
His old life he needed to follow
Acknowledge his achievements
His electric reputation
Don't you think it's curious
His now disorganization
Competitive drive
Relocated
South
Me an Old Shovel
Me an old shovel to revel
in past, while in the young age
being bold bright sharp and shiny
smoothly polished !
Now my skill is abolished.
I am dull and blunt,
unable to give any stunt !
Since last fifteen years I have given service,
by digging ground to maintain the garden,
now of no use as me turned a burden.
Yet my owner still tried to use me
again and again but in vain and then
new shovel is bought.
I am standing idle
abandoned at one corner of the garden !
Every stuff which has been initiated,
whether living or so-called non-living,
there must be an expiry date to work .
Nothing is ever lasting but is destined to last
within limited period.
They even have “Black Friday” in Russia!
Don't have Russia chacters
Who would have believed it!
The whole wide world has gone nutso, nutso, nutso!
Thought for sure Putin would have abolished it by now
Oh well, Happy Shopping!
That's the year I abolished sin,
My heart was in the pope,
Screwed everyone who wanted to win,
To the homeless I let down a rope,
See at first it was for Jesus,
But I hated the christian scum,
Self worshippers who wouldn't devote to women,
Their ways were really dumb,
A gang like ghangis khan nomads of their time,
Were crueler to women than muslim stereotypes,
Wait does that rhyme?
Oh well it does to me anyway,
Abolishing sin means to win all heart has to be free,
Not to be winners like the shows off sinners,
Chase the money the women the food,
Not great decisions,
Give back to the people,
Be grateful for what you got,
Or demons will eat at you,
Believe me that punishment makes you rot
take a look around
and you will find my head
sitting in the middle of the floor
not thinking
the rest of my body is strangely
intact, surprising the present, dark
company due to the way that i
interact
the seasons have all been abolished,
and the rulebook bleeds from the many
sharp shards of glass that always give
it a cold welcome
all corners are haunted with great and
specific attention to detail
all of the space has been gobbled up and
spat out because the the simple fact that
the taste matches the grimy grimace of
the modern world
take a right turn and you will fall and die
immediately from the brain bleed from the
head trauma as a direct result of the fact
that all turns are left ones
We should all be most afraid
Since they’ve abolished Roe v. Wade
For legislators won’t be swayed
Despite the nation’s ire.
Women feel we’ve been betrayed
By those whose actions have displayed
A heartlessness that will pervade
With consequences dire.
If attention had been paid
Some reason might have helped persuade
The justices that they have made
A move that will require
An all-out battle, a crusade
Of women who’ll be undismayed
Expressing rage that will not fade,
Our uteri on fire.
If immortal I
would be in this world
my soul would be vexed
forever struggling
against transgressions...
Immortal I
will be midst love
grace, peace and joy
by faith in Christ...
Immortal*
as promised
in heaven...
praise-filled
thanking...
God.
*2Timothy 1:10 But is now made manifest by the appearing of our Saviour Jesus Christ, who hath abolished death, and hath brought life and immortality to light through the gospel.
April 20, 2022
1st place, "If I Were Immortal" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon; judged on 5/2/2022.
She weathered the storms
She was made wholesome
Grappling the situation she preached
Amongst her to the Nations abolished awesome
Ever was she so clever and a righteous soul
She is a woman with grace
She was a woman this placed
This woman with the grace, her name was Naomi
She was a delicate flower of one and only
4/3/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
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