Life never asked what I could bear
It only kept adding weight
I broke in places no one saw
Still, morning knocked every day.
Grief made a house in my chest
Hope paid rent one breath at a time
Some nights, I envied the dark
It never had to pretend.
I wore smiles like borrowed skin
My silence learned every scream
Yet the cracks refused to close
So I learned to breathe through them.
How long should I train?
I will continue to fight.
Africa is home
NO FEAR OF WISEHUY DONALD MASSIMO PELLEGREN FAKED HIS DEATH IN FORT MYERS TO CONTINUE DOING HITS FOR THE MON RUNNING THE WISCONSIN WOMANS PRISONSADLY MASSIMO DECIDED TO IMPERSONATE MY DECEASED FATHER BORN 9.14.1942 CHICAGO WHY SIMPLE LOOKING FOR MY GRANDFATHER HERITAGE SERVING IN ROME SEVERE IDENTITY FRAUD UPON VETERANS AND THEIR FAMILY GAMBINO HITMAN HIDINGBOUT IN DETROIT RUNNING PRISON GAMES THE MAFIA'S HORROR SHOW SEVERE DEATH THREATS HITMEN ATTACKING DISABLED MOTHER ATTEMPTING TO RACKETEER MY AMERICAN POETRY EMBEZZLING A TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY CLAIM ON MY BEHALD FORD MOTOR COMPANY THIS WISEGUY GARMENT DISTRICT HITMAN FAKED HIS DEATH TO BECOME MY FATHER IRONICALLY OBSESSED WITH 1942 MY FATHERS BIRTH DATE
With my heart hovering
On the heaviest roads
East, West, South and North
I falter and fall
But continue to walk
As a bird who carries his nest
In his heart along
I continue to walk
With a hearty smile
as I recall the eternal call
I continue to walk
Chokri Omri
It’s becoming clear
Why I want to disappear.
But it won’t end here.
"Must live for those you hold dear,"
Is what God says in my ear.
The devastation is beyond comprehension
Little can be done to control its dimension
Fort McMurray is ablaze
For relief we all pray
As the tragedy continues in spite of intervention
Continue
Continue
na jornada
do empreender,
com menos
faz mais,
eis a pista.
Continue:
é no sonho
que a vida insiste,
quem persiste,
com menos
faz muito
e mais e mais.
Continue
Continue
na jornada
do empreender,
com menos
faz mais,
eis a pista.
Continue:
é no sonho
que a vida insiste,
quem persiste,
com menos
faze muito
Continually and often shall I praise you
as long as I am breathing I will praise you
as long as I live I will shout your name
in voice all activate my life I'll speak your praises
as long as I'm breathing I will praise you
I will praise you as long as I live and your name
in voice I'll activate my life I'll speak your praises
your name I will lift up my hands and praise
I will praise you as long as I live and your name
as long as I live I will shout your name
your name I will lift up my hands in praise
continually and often shall I praise you
5/4/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
OLD AND NEW 4 : CONTINUE TO SING
Sipping cold champagne in silver
cuff links at Thai restaurants
eating red curried prawns
while workers gape at
former leaders sold
Forlorn women starve
in naked hospital corridors
rulers drool in blue pools
with pink jewelled lovers
Rushing from airport to airport
bargaining for who knows
On plains of poverty children
whimper bony arms in
tattered sad sleeves
Slick smiles in linen jackets
mansions highly securitied
Ideals trickling through loamy soil
deep it will surely root anew
Waves upon waves descend
embracing hills with a roar
and throaty directions
to stop senseless hacking
Life rebirths from an unknown hole
Continue to softly sing simple
songs of freedom
exhale from a glittering axis
knowing sacred geometry
©GhairoDanielsPoetry1998
I used to dream.
Wished upon many stars that my Knight would come, rescue me.
Save me from the wicked witch of depression, fill an emptiness felt within.
Then I woke, realized what an illusion.
I am my own Knight, I have rescued my own soul.
I have released myself of the dark, cold dungeons.
It was I who escaped alone.
No one waiting on the other side.
To race me away to a brighter side.
The wicked witch of depression is once again trying to reappear.
She thinks since I have aged, I am weak.
I will conquer her once again.
The whispers of loneliness I hear echoing within are the wicked witch’s way to find control, to find a weakness, to take hold.
I will cleanse her from my soul. I will watch, see her banished from my dreams.
Her poisons will not sit in the hollows of my hall
Her minions, her evil wizards that follow me in the guise of love, I vanquish to their own nightmare.
With my loyal dragon by my side I will keep my freedom, I will continue to fly.
Continue
Continue sempre
continue
a compartilhar
seu coração
seu trabalho
e sua vida.
Tudo na vida
ou nos negócios
qualquer obstáculo
ou desafio –
pode ser superado
continuando
com humor, fé
e fazendo
mais e mais.
Evidently beyond your control
they must be less
for you to be more
A drive beyond
Your governess
to belittle,discard,abhor
declaring self hero or victim
Simultaneously
Acting so mean
Needing to reduce
All others to
the smoothest satiny sheen
Worn by your abrasive ways
Chip,chip,
Chipping away
As you bolster and fluff
Bluster enough
to keep inner critics at bay
Pathetically parading your lack
for any
and all to see
News flash!
Never will the likes of you
decimate the likes of me
Get on with it
without pretense,with relish
As the hot dog with chips
P.s. Don't forget
Send us postcards
From your endless ego trips
In closing may I offer
this final savory bit
In life those doing the smelling also as well dealt it
Surrender to love.
Let whomever go.
Have the courage to continue to live.
And know that you were brave enough to try to love, even with the puzzle pieces you did not know.
when your country
again unlock the doors
for me, and the laws are
softened,
when frontiers are franchised
to my dreams, I will then come for
you in your enchanted castle...
I'll carry back my idiosyncrasy
to dialogue with yours, and soon
we will continue our fabulous adventure
of love...
We'll live together forever
fulfilling the prophecies we once created
under the moonlight.... We will live in peace and love
without any delays and breaks... !
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