Don't ask me why
I am a child of God
Don't ask me why
I am a middle class person
Don't ask me why
I made friends with poor people
I don't like the rich people at
ALL
Because they despise the poor ,
Yesterday you asked me if I was coming back
The birds went silent
The wind hid behind the trees
And time stopped dead in its tracks
As you.
And everything around us awaited a response
I was nowhere near ready to give
My face held a puzzled expression as we kept walking
I forced the air out from my lungs
Unsure of the right way to say no
So I said “Maybe”
Time went back to chasing the sun
And the birds started singing again
As I whispered to the wind
“I'm never coming back”
When you ask forth
unto the Lord
you are talking to Him
Be minded Our Father
Not a begging or complaining
Garment for you to wear
Just talk to Him
About everything
For He knows already everything
He just wants you to acknowledge
Him always in prayer, He so cares
All things you ask for in prayer you will receive if you have faith
Yes! All things you ask for in prayer you will receive if you have faith
Our Lord's grace, in place, He listens to every word, He's our living witness
Jesus Our Lord God hears us
8/24/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
What does it take to draw, sketch and paint
Whatever it is
They got it
I ain’t
As parents,
we never know what a child will ask.
All we can do is,
be prepared.
Out of the blue I was asked,
"which one do you love more?"
That was an easy question and answer.
When I give out cookies,
each of you get the same number.
Because I love you each equally.
bang, bang.
boom, boom.
ow.
the rifle bullets ripple and tear through the trenches.
bullets riddle my body, it hurts,
quiet literally, I'm in pain.
bullets run out in spurts.
fiery hot bullets rush my chest like a train.
ouch.
bullet ripping, running soldiers,
dodging bayonets, they raid our trench.
we run and hide behind a pile of boulders,
we camp 'til the end; rain downs the camp's drench.
dead.
- not Freddy Mitch.
Ask the mirror, it'll tell the truth
You are beautiful in God's sight
The crow's feet add grace to your youth
And depth to your matured insight
Ask the mirror, it'll never lie
You're made in the image of God
Those wrinkles add charm to your eye
You're unique and special, not odd
The glass makes your image clearer
If you have doubts, ask the mirror.
Don't ask me how I'm feeling
Just wait another day
Moon and Mars are turning
They have much more to say
Don't leave me in the evening
Willing waiting for a sky like
A truth a tune a writing
That says more than goodbye
I'll tell you what I'm seeing
Doors from that past all closed
Like them and me and meeting
With why and when with those
I'll tell that there's sorrows
With the rain all clear to see
You and they are speaking
A weeping willow tree of me
I'll be here in the morning
And the truth be told with words
The thing that always missing
Is what I saw and felt and heard
Don't tell me that your caring
With a silence clear as day
All and all it's what I'm seeing
Is that we'll have much more to say
There's days and years all passing
Like you did that when I was gone
So I'll say it's a Happy's Ending
And just turn the tune's your song
Always answer always fail me
The hurts the hits the test
Just let me tell you quickly
Loving you was always best!
What’s your favorite color
What was potty training like for you
Have you ever swallowed a bug
What flavor was your first ice cream cone
How many raisins can you fit in your nose
How far can you spit a watermelon seed
Have you ever farted in church
What was Grandma’s favorite saying
Have you done any “recreational” drugs
Are you seriously trying to answer these questions
Now, mankind is an arrogant lot
they really think they're above everyone
no other planet is near them, they think
all of the rest must bow before them, bar none
They don't recognise divinity at all
God doesn't exist, they would say
Creation is a joke, or so they think
what arrogance they have not to pray
One day God will show who's boss
on that day, He'll bring them to account
every word and thought they must answer
the great judge will call without a doubt
Remember, God is the holy sovereign Lord
in Christ alone, created everything
the creation can't question its creator
for only He who creates is King
So how dare you ask?
mere man, who are you at best?
before Almighty God nothing
for the Lord God rules supremist
(Nay but, O man, who art thou that repliest against God? Shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why hast thou made me thus?)
Romans 9: 20 (KJV)
As I slip into the void...
of this endless black
I promised to myself,
Shall I never- do look back
But thoughts of my past fall-downs
Keep haunting me with guilt
Reminding me of all dark times
from which my rugged life had spilt
Every time that someone died
To myself, I'd always say
How could I have lived so long
And all my friends have all passed away
I've outlived all of my siblings,
four are buried in the ground
Why, I ask myself-
am I the only sib... still around
I've thought my life to be special
Though the years have made me red
I ask myself over and over again
Why the hell am I still-not dead
Yet, I want to keep on living
You know, I'm almost ninety-five
I've slipped into this void of endless black
And somehow, thank- God... I'm still alive!
On the edge of the forest,
the tall trees stand in silence.
I watch as a new day breaks forth,
asking am I like the trees?
Only a body and mind here,
my soul has also left.
What has the world done to me?
What has the world done to us?
Only the trees know for sure,
they hold the answers.
We can't ask for anything more
We have good health still
And that is a bonus
We go every night
Early to sleep
And the next day
We are up early
We first have a breakfast
That is made for a king
Yes we have three meals a day
Also we pray to God every morning
And in our prayer
We hank God for keeping us alive
It was him that made us in his
Image 61 years ago
We are already old
But we are still young at heart
This morning it was overcast
None of us like that
Everyone has a place they are coming from
Don't goad the horse when it won't run.
I detect sorrow in your eyes
Because there were no alibis.
(chorus)
All the reasons why
You gave it your last try
The only way to forgive yourself
is to take the past off the shelf
It's worthwhile when you pause
Trace the roots, trace the cause
Find a peace under God's sky:
When you know the reasons why.
Our mind is a spectator, but we're also on the stage
We adlib the lines, when we can't find the page.
There's a gap between who we are and who we wish to be.
Who we are is how we deal with that discrepancy.
Some blame others for that gap
Some blame it on fortunes mishap
Some say they meant it all along
Convince themselves there's nothing wrong.
You can replay the movie in your mind
Facing facts can feel unkind
Still, tracing causes breaks the chain,
So you won't show that side again.
All the reasons why,
The thoughts we hide, the truths we deny.
And if your heart can heal again,
It starts with seeing where it’s been.
We’re all just travelers on our own
Kicking ourselves for what we should have known.
At least we have to try.
To find out the reasons why.
windows stare at me from every direction
gray streets, gray buildings, gray people
dead eyes walking toward me
I don’t ask any of them for help
I have never trusted urbanites
Don’t care if it takes me six hours more
I will find my way back to that hotel
an inner voice suggests cab?
I laugh at this
Don’t even remember the name of it
dead eyes file past atop listless expressions
zombies on tv have more animation
I had forgotten how much I despise cities
this is the last time I tell myself
It takes me three more hours to get back
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