Reputation
I marveled the emeritus recognition
I felt compelled to sniff the reputations
Somewhat louder than the tradition
I crave the silent, staple self-respect
My tribute, I could not awaken
I crave the conventional, Confucians credo
A notorious celebrity - that notorious celebrity
Somewhat louder than the libido
I crave the ancestry, acclaimed aphrodisiac
Mine reputation
Spans beyond information
Forth wit my education
Sanctions my situation
Covering my operations communication
Be it far from the nation
Generation’s evaluations interpretation
Amidst generational interpretation
4/14/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Indulged in green tea this evening
Two cups to be exact
And I mean tea
not the intoxicating herb
which used to be called tea
I am not Chinese
But they have some good ideas
One of them is imbibing green tea
In China there have been Jews, Chrisitians, Moslems
Taoists, Confucians, Buddhist and probably some
some other systems of belief
Now these systems struggle against a vicous foe
The battle has begun in Hong Kong
Another Tiamamen Square?
Let us hope not!
I only know a few phrases of Mandarin
My nephew is marrying a Chinese women
next February
Looking foward to the tea ceremony
B52s above the Aleutians?
It never was a Red Dread global mission.
Fidel was just Galician patrician,
and Ho and Mao were scholarly Confucians.
They wore those uniforms like horsehair vests,
to carve from abject nothingness an entity,
a national and regional identity,
ingredients which only coalesced
when nascent nations donned that soviet skin,
abhorrent to the blinkered Baywatch mind:
unowned, untethered, boundless, non-aligned –
but with Kalashnikovs airlifted in.
As Mary Jane moved in on moonshine stills,
the five-year-olds rehearsed their fallout drills.
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