#I_am_an_Afrikan
Rose from dusty arid land of these great mountains and forests, guided and quenched by life breeding rivers and lakes, my mind and head kept at landscapes soo nurturing and grinding, the rare breeding ancestorline of blackmen. Breathed into my nostrils and system, is sharp crafted wisdom, meant to keep me sane and in perspective
vested in me, is compassion, humility and diginity, the great inheritance imparted to me by my forefathers. I speak in staticness and great courage and boldness in my voice, unwaveringly saying"I'm a afrikan"
weakness and cowardness make way, whenever I ascend podium of expressing my whereabouts, intergrity is what warms my mind and voice and I feel elevated beyond measures, Afrika is my begining and my ending, Afrika! Land of my forefathers, great origin, reach and strong culture and heritage, then who stand to question me, when Afrika is my breathing land, dare not to say how nor why for I am an Afrikan
#Poetic_Ink
The emerging of wizards and ghosts
On a night of deep and frightening darkness
Children dressed in special costumes,hats and masks
With a Jack-o'-lantern in hands
Hoping to frighten the evil spirits away
Things with bad omens like black cats, bats and spiders
Are completely avoided
The number of 13 is also discarded
With the coincidence of Halloween
We may also drive away the ghosts in our hearts
Drive away the greed, jealousy and cowardness
Long embedded in our hearts
So that a place is forever reserved
For our Almighty God
Golden Memories
Black and miseries
All these sincerities
My nature
Purple righteousness
Yellow cowardness
Bound complexities
Color of my nature
The green leaves on the grey black and dark trees
The red yellow color bloom of the flower spring
The yellow black stripe of the honey Bee
All early morning nature sings
Imagery Kaleidoscope colors spree
Colors of life from December to April
Melody of life Shone bright
Color of my Nature's life
3/23/20
Straighten words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
I was chiseled by angles before
Witless from pain my haunting nights bore
From a past I can't blindly forget!
Those heartbreaking years I will always regret.
For I never did what I should have done
I did not corrected my mistakes before they were gone
Let them suffer and myself times two
They loved me but I refrain to be true.
I was hurt more than I imagined I would be
The love I planted I never had the chance to see
I hated myself so much for the cowardness I've shown
The person they love is not as strong as they've known.
I blame myself and remained silent for long
Then you came into my life like a gong
Making me realize it's time to forgive
First myself so I can start again to believe.
Now here we are painting some music
A song our hearts can only understand the lyrics
It's not a perfect melody but for me it's the best
We're together, let the world alone to the rest.
I'm thankful for this lifetime with you I am claiming
God knows how I waited for this chance I am aiming
I know that what we have doesn't mean forever
But always remember I will leave you never.
Dear death
I'm sending my condolence to you
I'm telling you that it is enough
You took my brother
Now you took my son
I didn't want it to come this way but I am tired
Let talk about it men to men
Dont be proud of your cowardness
Death you coming to an end
I dont want to see you again
You did try me but I'm not scared of you
God is with me
I trust him
He is my friend
Safe proof from the words
Uttered as swords in the air
To undermine worth
Feeling the ego menaced
Act with cowardness and fear
Dedicated to a special friend
7-28-2016
Red can be rose pedals so sweet,
or blood needlessly flowing down the street.
Blue could be a clear majestic sky,
Or a bad mood plunging from on high.
Green ca be a rolling carpet of grass,
Or envy to forever last.
Yellow can be sunny rays guiding your path,
Or the hue of cowardness haunting ones past.
Though can depict feelings and moods,
Isn’t it moody feelings,
That dictate the colors one may choose
One minute apart
So much older
Yet we couldnt be further from eachother
You were a second mother
All three of us
Yet eye to eye we'll never see
Always wanted acceptance
Always wanted to fit in
Room full of people
Yet im stuck on the outside looking in
There for eachother
Yet never there for "eachother"
Catch 22 is the way I would present you
Why wasnt I ever good enough
Why couldnt you see all I really needed
Was your love and affection
Not hatred and dismissance
Begged and pleaded on my knees
Constantly screaming for you to love me
I pushed to far
Pulled you away
With that you were more than perfectly okay
Couldn't care less
Thinking about us every day I stressed
Not to mention the other who hates me like no other
He should have stepped up
He should have been there
Yet his cowardness was always around
Just to tear me down
Drugs before us
My mistakes he could never look past
While his life affected my past
Always filled with anger and rage
We will never be a family
We'll never be on the same page
Curiosity: they say kills the cat,
but the distinct possibility is; that cat was unlucky.
Of not being tough enough to cross that bridge in front of you, is tantamount to
cowardness.
Of not being willing to break the ice, is like living in utopia.
Of not being a man to stand by your decisions, is a crime against dignity.
Of not being able to break the yoke of fear and prejudice, is like breaking yourself to pieces before your opponent.
Never to see the other side of the coin, will never distrust what is always said.
Only the curious have a tale worth telling.
A fragile mind
Is a prosperous mind
It has a delicate structure
Pure as possible
loyal as it is noble
It puts bravery before cowardness
No temptation can seize its existence
Forever more shall it succeed
Many have not known of its capabilities
For it has created many knowledgeable people
To limitless warriors
Leaders who do not prowl there quarters hidden
But join there soldiers on the battlefield
Instead of giving opinions
It has written facts
This mind is natural
Pursuing thoughts of mixed feelings
Strength it obtains its clueless to
For this mind is not just at the top of the hill
But at the lowest it has weaknesses to
For its love and care can be taken advantage
By even the ones that are close
For even its heart is delicate
A maze of mixed depression
Welcoming my perplex thoughts
And undesired dreams.
Covering the cowardness I speak
In truth of riddles that darkness hides
Yet all because destiny lied?
What rules to govern wicked
Madness seek to defend
Even then you shake
Its hand and try not to offend
No ones rite no ones wrong
Inside its always personal
But regretted from
The past postponed
And so I dream
See my breath
As a butterfly becomes my eyes
Yet red as a rose
From tears I cry
Remembered in death
A is for Anger we all bear
B is for Bravery not all of us share
C is for Cowardness some of us face
D is for Dignity we often chase
E is for Elegance most of us lack
F is for Fear that holds us back
G is for Goodness which many possess
H is for Honesty which is good I guess
I is for Intelligence some fail to use
J is for Justice often abused
K is for Kaput most of us feel
L is for Love that seldom seems unreal
M is for Magical not always so true
N is for Naughty nothing a new
O is for Openness which is often with drew
P is for Privacy never ever shared
Q is for Quiet we get when we are scared
R is for Righteousness most think they contain
S is for Stupidity that falls upon us like rain
T is for Tortured speaks for 80% of our souls
U is for Unique like most of our goals
V is for Valor most wish they had
W is for Whining because most are sad
X is for Xtreme that's how we live life
Y is for Youth some lived with much strife
and Z is for Zany which sums up this quirky ballad
Tossed around in my mind my Alphabet Salad.
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