Best Replication Poems
To Adorn, adore Him Abba Father.
Be His replication.
Be who we are meant to be in Him.
In Him is the fullness of Himself.
He’s purpose us for His Glory.
We’re His light to shine.
So shine Beloved shine
To be like Him for we are, Amen
Allowed purposefully in Him
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Loved royal purple heart, again...
Amen
3/20/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Everybody still has bits and pieces that make us human, traits from a time before we became convoluted replicas unwittingly tracing our steps to the grave. We all started with hearts full of desire, souls on fire, the curiosity to explore the universe. So many broken down over time, dwindling away with each day, the urge to survive supplants the love for life. Refuge found in machines like us, like us these machines multiply without knowing why. Too tired to fathom a world of wonder or fantastic change. A race running automated protocols written long ago with no serious attempt to change. Chaos would be preferable, at least then order could prevail but with obsessive compulsion engrained in us all we're stuck in a loop. Nature does not need to be changed, inner or outer, it's priorities and paradigms that must be sorted. From the outside looking in we're a cautionary tale for any presence that wanders by. Within our disjointed leaderless mass we're constantly recoiling and resetting from a blood fued that managed to soak us all in its intoxicating crimson long ago. Broken and battered these new models furiously forge meaningless legacies. Tainted and sick from our own creations, tethered to pieces of paper that have no actual value but the worth that's been infused by generations of greed and neurotic psychosis, if you don't have enough you better get more if you have too much don't share with the poor. This mantra has helped ensure that we don't stray from a system that lusts for bodies and turmoil. It dissuades intelligent thoughts and bold suggestions. I can see and touch and feel and I can tell you what is real but I can't tell you the point because at this rate our species will die. We saw the world around us, decided it wasn't enough and started shaping our own. We made all the parameters and froze in time our modus operandi. Now that we're increasingly fusing a digital reality with a tangible world, we've justified a reason to stop asking why, instead we embrace the healthy malfunction and consume, delete, repeat... consume, delete, repeat... consume, delete, repeat... Warning system error!... would you like to restart?
How To Remove Duplication and Replication
What if by me a poem was duplicated?
One that was similar or another related
What could be done to remove each one?
Not causing harm or doing away with fun.
What I want is to make removal complete
And end up determining that I did delete
With removing all of the much suspense
Which can be caused by a coincidence.
Instead of reading a whole, entire book
For hints about where I will have to look
Give me something simple and well-planned
So on right place easier my efforts will land.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC
Mirrored with
Mysteries
You have amalgamated.
an entire world within you;
Scenes and sceneries
Lands and landscapes
Elements and entities
You are mirroring too.
Universe
Cosmos
Galaxies
Constellations
Coalesced;
Till you break,
You're exquisitely true.
Oh! ancient Kingdom of Persia
Of the reigns of Cyrus the Great!
Of Darius, Xerxes and Ataxerxes
Great thrones, great kings, Great Kingdom
History is incomplete without you.
Oh!!! Persia. Oh!!!! Iran of the Islamic state
How you have fallen from a great fall!!
You are now a model of repression
You have become a replica of Fear.
(Written on 27/03/2026)