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What you give attracts people
The way and manner you give it attracts God
Therefore give in humility and love
Giving is not an occasion to show off
Rather it is calls for remorse and brokenness
If you cannot give from the little in your hand
Giving big when you are rich may never happen
Giving is a sacrifice only
When you give what you cherish
When you give with all your heart
Someone will be waiting to give you
Giving with expectation in mind is giving wrongly
Cause giving is an assignment from God
And you cannot afford to fail God
It is much blessed to give
Than to receive says the Holy Book
The secret of blessing is in giving
Those who are to receive must learn how to give
Giving helps us reshape our destiny
Love expresses itself in giving
True giving is giving without expectation
Shorts up his ****,
Not moving very fast,
Shorts are too mini,
You see too much skinny,
Hand down his pants,
As if there were ants,
The “fit” of his shorts,
Made our lunch aborts,
Fiddling fiddling all the time,
In his teeny tiny shorts the colour lime,
Slick and wet they are so tight,
Will he get out of them…
He might (not).
The dryer hums,
and my clothes are drying.
It rained earlier, but now
the sun is peering through clouds.
As I awaken, the morning is still.
I sit at a table in the front room
and it creaks.
When sifting through my poetic lines
I remember that each day
begins with a whisper.
I remember that around each turn
in the highway lies a surprise.
My thoughts turn to my days as a flagger
as if it is a previous life.
I remember
when there was one lane road
I turned my sign to control
the flow of traffic.
Some people I stopped
waved and smiled,
but in time I learned how
to let them go.
Each evening after work
I’d write a poem
and the librarian at the front desk
was a confidant, a friend.
They’d always offer praise
of how I could make a page come alive
while my fingers danced over the keys.
But now the quiet side street
in front of the house is broken.
I’ve called Public Works
but some things never change.
Now I’m back home
and learning to live again.
As a bird flies past my window
I think I’ll heat some leftovers
and go for a drive.
Kenya is a really poor country and you can easily buy any police person to kill someone..When some strong officials were threatening a senior journalist then there were some people Who were suggesting him to go to Kenya..Now you realise why they were saying this to him..This is Official Alien and Underworld Job..They traced him via sim cell location and finished him..Maybe there is GPS tracker in his car..Underworld DON has International contacts..The Assignment
was given by our Khufia Alien..No doubt our intelligence agencies are number One and I Am number Two second Position holder in EXposing suspicious activities of Supari Killer The Big Boss LandLord Crime King..
Spy game continues
Disguise deceit cheat
Expose leak tweet
Do did done
Under the sheet.
Note. Everyone deserves defense.
ASSIGNMENT CALENDAR
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS JR
I Know Not Where My Future Assignment Lies
My Journey on Earth, a Welcome Surprise
My next Venture Could Possibly Be
An Endless Journey Throughout the Galaxy
Or Maybe a Simple Plume of Smoke
From a Long Forgotten Crater
The Last Bead of Dew on a Reed
Honey Bee with Pollen on My Breast
Maybe the Loud Growl from a Waking Bear
Other Roles That I Could Play
A Judas Goat at a Slaughterhouse
A Humming Bird Dipping for Nectar
A Puffin on Her Maiden Flight
A Stork Sitting on Her Favorite Chimney
A Gnu Running for Survival
A Peacock Displaying Her Floral Design
A Cheetah Licking Her Paws
A Seal Eluding a Great White
A Great White Eluding an Orca Pod
A Rat Gnawing Through a Corn Bib
A Platypus Searching for Fish
A Termite Chewing on a Roof Rafter
A Butterfly Exiting Her Chrysalis
A Moth Mesmerized by a Flickering Light
A Felon Ordering His Final Meal
A Bengal Eyeing a Firewood Gatherer
Unfortunately I Don’t Get to Chose
Some Will Be Winners Others Destined to Lose
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February 26, 2021
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We know about wolves and dogs and their instincts.
And we're all somehow genetically linked.
What's the human's call?
Something we don't think about at all...
We want to be noticed or seen.
Without knowing this, this is our routine.
Life is like a circle,
It has no end,
You can see it in the flowers,
You can smell it in the breeze,
You can feel it in your backside when you get a brain freeze,
So, what is life you might ask,
well that you will find after dark,
so, if you are an orb,
you might not fit in a zorb,
but life is round,
just like you,
because life is like a circle,
it goes round and round,
it has no end.
I spent my day shopping for rubies
Far East posting covert listing
Mr Patwari’s emporium
Assistants ever so obliging
Hexagonal set quaintly bulbous
does cheapen the overall effect
Disappointedly I turn aside
Mr Patwari, whose tone inflect
Secretly, soft whispers in my ear
Channels my movements in close quarter
Senses piqued my curiosity
Astute, knowledgeable exporter
Silk, flame red curtains wafted aside
Following, expectantly hopeful
Reveals vast interior workshop
He beckons, vocally boastful
Appraising the proffered brilliance
Rubies of every size mesmerised
Now questioningly, my eyes met his
Such rarity I identified
Sipping tea with Mr Patwari
Conviviality established
Revealed my subversive intentions
Slowly the smile on his face vanished
Drugged, stifling heat consumed
in disorientated stupor
Divested of my hat, shoes and purse
I retrieved my pocket computer
Bearings noted, in a concrete cell
Frantically, I connect display
Made contact and communicated
the district with all I could convey
Alerts Financial Action Task Force
Identified illegal rubies
Smuggling network last link confirmed
Rescued, resumes usual duties
skirted, wind blown from afar
I was not to be late for the affair
bells struck midnight
and there were two left in in the square
twelve strokes to signal we were there
we circled right
looking for a place to disappear
tongues tendered to the herd
we kissed
my bones bent to your will
it was late
stars begged us to stay
the moon in her blushed
less than casual rose state
checking out as clouds ruffled by
we were high
and you, smokin'
like you always do
the time, the place, the memory
the face
fingers dancing as we knew the end
much more than the beginning
heartbeats pausing
pleasing, my ears
romance, encapsuled
in the singing
desire, a choir of one
and we won
thirty beats, pulsating
blood in-between the bludgeoning
a sense of belonging
longing for days to never come
nights slashing through the dark
butchering arms
grasping
charred, bodies
steam
whistling as she walks away
She was an ordinary forest until she wasn’t.
I did not see her most magical tree until I was deep inside her oaks
This glistening twinkly dazzling bright-lighted tree was next to the water
I crept up quietly not realizing faeries were all over her leaves.
Her forest’s foremost faerie queen had been expecting me.
She allowed her subjects to keep their lights glowing
I could see who she was protecting when I got closer and saw the faeries.
I am getting weak, she confided. You must help select the next faerie queen.
Me! I am a mere human! I know nothing about such matters.
You have been chosen, she assured me, thus, I began interviewing.
I selected the one who seemed the most kind; and she appeared satisfied.
She disappeared before my eyes, and a crown appeared on the chosen one’s head.
The forest suddenly got even quieter, which I did not know was possible.
Glistening faerie tree lit my way out for a bit, but then the lights disappeared.
I never found this magical forest again; but I guess I found it when I was meant to.
For I have felt uplifted and overjoyed ever since, honored by forest faeries.
My assignment drill, exercise, practice…
I live-Is to live this life, life that I live;
I die-To be a sinner first straight out of the womb;
I live-To repent one day before my doom;
I die-My skin shall dry out, my blood will stop its flow;
I live-My teeth will yellow, my legs will bow;
I die-Memories will I forget, I live yet so I die;
I live-My eyes rings under them, hair receding;
I die-This life’s part dreaming, Salvation entreating;
My assignment-As my flesh digress, I live yet die first…
I die-Help! Me Oh! Lord my God I rebuke this curse
I live-Death has no hold of me, you see spiritually heaven home I be
This the beginning and completion of my Assignment
11/23/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Based on The Lesson by Maya Angelou
Written for class November 19, 2019 assignment (WIPS)
North Omaha Writers Group (NOW)
Ball in the pocket,
Glass eye in the socket,
Ripped abs,
big dabs,
too many fingers in too many pies,
Zac Efron has a glass eye
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