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12/2/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2020©
One thing I must, daily say;
I thank God for EVERYTHING;
This poem of praise;
Must love and blessings sent our way;
Each and every moment, second, minute and hour of EACH day;
I thank God for EVERYTHING;
My brothers and sisters my breathe of life;
While awaiting My Lord and Savior to forgive me my sins and strife;
Ithank My God for EVERYTHING;
all His mercies and grace
for being close and not distant
for ALL His love
For these words we have co-written;
This poem of praise;
I thank God for everything
Hallehuia;
Selah;
6/22/20
Written words by Regina Riddle & James Edward Lee Sr.
Deadication
There was a poet walking through the sand,
And he didn’t know it, but there were eyes on his footprints.
As he walked along there appeared a man.
The man he spoke of a world of fortune and asked…
Do you have anything to give?
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
At the kitchen table
Eating all the gravy
Biscuits, cornbread
Turkey legs and ham
Grand man chosen
Is beholden smorgasbord
Stop eating
Look at these dishes
Everyone's eating whose gonna clean up all those dirty dishes
Papa smoking a pipe
Reading the newspaper
Trying to understand all the hype all the hype oh yeah
People still greasing their faces
Overeating diabetics
Sausages and fat back pork and slime and more so much more on the place
At the kitchen table
Eating all the gravy
Biscuits and cornbread
Stomach and head exploding
Grand man chosen
Is beholden smorgasbord
Stop eating all yah
Look at these dishes
Everyone's full got up and ran from the table
Now you no ya able, to come help clean up
Them dirty dishes
Written words & arranged music by JaMaz Rseel Drawde Semaj 2015, 2019©
From anthology “Unckle Ja’maz a deadication to Jamela Jenkins”
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