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There is no longer any distinction between political power and economic power in this country.
Those with the most money rule—not by consent, nor justice, nor the will of the people.
The Bible has a name for this: Mammon and Jesus could not have been clearer:
"You cannot serve both God and Mammon." - (Matthew 6:24)
If you claim to serve Christ, but defend or excuse a system where wealth dictates law, then you are not serving Christ.
Christians—Take Note
You are either building the Kingdom, or enabling the Empire.”
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This isn’t just theological—it’s Revolutionary.
It reminds those who invoke God's name that The True Gospel has always Opposed Empire, Hoarded-Wealth, and False-Idols and to defend billionaires while ignoring the poor is to kneel before Mammon while pretending to pray to Christ!
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We Believe
Endowed with faith
As shall our duty
As shall our notary
In as notes
Along with our scribe
The beautifully sublime
His dowry, our lines
That hours President calls
Untitled declaration and ball
Stem off as in well
Purchased feather and tell
Mrs President, may I craft constitution?
In direction of the poverty, mam?
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We were on our own
Minding our business
Weighed down by crushing unemployment
Thoroughly disillusioned by the art of promise and fail
We were disoriented by the perennial lie
Of being leaders of tomorrow
While we watched the promised future
Dissipate before our very eyes
Stolen by evil forces that have held the country
Down since after the flag independence
We were still minding our business
With dignified silence
As SARS kept on decimating our numbers
At any slightest provocation
Profiling us with ease as fraudsters
Defining us by how we looked
Instead of whom we really were
And we came out to protest this injustice
But we were brutally repressed
And ran for our dear lives
An election came in 2023
And we believed that with our numbers
We could take back our country
From the precipice of the devil and the deep blue sea
But we were brutally brought down to earth
By forces of calamity
However we remain undaunted
The forces of evil might seem to be winning
But we the youth will bring their blighted era
To a dismal end and that is our declaration!
Freedom isn’t a delicate flower;
It’s the fist that goes through the ground,
the teeth that grind at the chains,
the howl of a wind
that won’t ask for permission.
I refuse to bow to the crumbs of tomorrow,
I won’t let my bones sink into decay,
a shell waiting to grow scraps.
I’ll carve out freedom
from this stubborn rock—
bloody-knuckled and relentless.
Do not tell me that patience is a virtue.
Patience is the poison they peddle
to keep you under control.
Freedom roars. Freedom bares its teeth.
Silence will never hold my name.
"The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist."
~ Charles Baudelaire
The more he declares his innocence, the more there is to fear
he who dons disguises but beware that he's among us here.
We catch a glimpse of his impish and cunning, his wily ways
when he hides his shrewdness in sweet talk. It's how he plays
his devious game. Many monikers he bears, thinking he's slick
as he swears, "I'm peaceable." Be wary, do not fall for his trick.
Messages came thru coded
And the messengers appeared in disguise
Such was their fate as the group of 300
Made Stronghold their place of refuge
Twas all going according to book
But the twisted enemy was all around
One but must pass great hurdles
To attain the prophetic anointing
''Came the Message Thru the prophet gad
Depart ye from the stronghold..
and David's The prophets king salvation
Was to be found in playing lunacy
At them gates of the city..
When his pursuers found him
Angst the Enemy King spoke forth..''
''Did you but call you're Kings counsel
To witness the drooling and doodling of one mad fool
Truly can this idiotic fool writing gibberish upon the city wall
Be the celebrated David, Warrior, anointed of God to be King?''
And in that Biblical Fable I learnt a moral
Don't be judgmental of a book by its cover
Its often gems pass themselves as ordinary stones..
...Roy read me the Ordinance and declaration..
''I assert the declaration of Kirinyaga Free State''
And I believe On matter Europe Catalonia's should be free..
...A KFS PEACE DAY
All Kenyan Forces are Special
We share gifts.. ..JESHI..
My dearest one, come hold me close and hold me tight.
Kiss me softly, with tenderness come kiss me light,
We'll wander in our garden, all scented with thyme
For I have given you my heart for all my time.
As the red blood moon smiles and shines above full bright
My heart flies high above like a colourful kite.
We'll wander in our garden, all scented with thyme
For I have given you my heart for all my time.
The high brilliant stars above shine and twinkle white,
And I declare my total love with all my might.
We'll wander in our garden, all scented with thyme
For I have given you my heart for all my time.
We'll make love and vouch for our vows with all our might,
In the heart of darkness, we'll enjoy our sweet night.
There is God
He has you
I accept you as you are
as is-- a declaration of a LOVE
a declaration
unto you
whom am I to judge you
as is-- a declaration of a LOVE
beautiful, perfectly made in Him
There is God
painted you created you mild
you are just His child
as is-- a declaration of a LOVE
a declaration
unto you
I love you just as you
No discontent
No fear nor neglect
as is-- a declaration of a LOVE
Woman so are
you're yet God's Daughter
Discharged from the rib
Spoken gift co created
takes God the Father kiss of breath of Life
His mouth speaks forth
union tween husband wife man and
a declaration
unto you
as is-- a declaration of a LOVE
I love you just as you
So what you done in your past
So what you done not right
Whom am I to judge
I love you just as you are
as is-- a declaration of a LOVE
4/1/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2023
Having your hands
I yearn your kisses
I wish your skin on mine
I desire your fingerprints
I offer you my heart
and all life...
What he wrote in a room
got darker,
he could hardly see the static snow
he was printing his mind upon.
He knew
that there would have to be a change, a mind-shift.
His place in his world was becoming precarious.
"Next summer" he thought, "I will take my desk
and laptop out into the public square." He smiled
at the thought of a 'public square'
his mind had gone public years ago
and perfect squares were hard to find.
Yet he knew also he was hiding himself still,
his scribblings were like kites
spinning in a windstorm.
"'I will go and sit outside Walmart,
hand out scraps of paper to the patrons
as they come and go.
When and if they ask me to explain myself
I will be forced into a truth
not seen in dark rooms.
Sometimes one has to be a public curiosity,
a square in a round hole
in order to find out the right question to ask yourself."
Poverty that made my spirit blow
There, from no one to borrow
Looking for something to swallow
But, nothing to eat even a willow
Left the house to implore
Stretching my hand being on the floor
Minute replaced seconds; seconds, replaced hours;
Yet, no one ready with a Godly valor
People passing by, a young after elderly
Witnessing, me beseeching for life dearly
No one cared even for a little charity
Manifesting cruelty defying humanity
Appeasing myself with a lullaby
Wishing an angel to come by
Wish to come true, an angel came by
But; it was for my final good bye!
Yet instill I pray
Yet in still always
I will
Still I believe it
Your deliverance is ever so near
I believe it your blessings here
I pray for your well being
I PRAY for your children
For their enduring completed happiness
I pray for yawl safety grand good new days
I pray for you always
I pray for longevity of life on this earth
I pray for exceedingly ending the strife
I pray for you constantly, this I really do
I pray for the heart and happiness of you
5/21/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
If it's for the general well-being of poetry
I declare that I will remain a poet
even without honors and earnings...
If it's for the total well-being of humanity,
I will continue to be human, even if
compliments or awards never receive...
call me a fool poet,
dreamy... all in complete harmony,
I will not abdicate on being who I am...!
A fighter for peace and progress
of humanity and universal love!
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Always believing creations divine,
each future generation hindsight intensifies.
Just knowing lifes meaning, notwithstanding our past quarrels.
Redeeming societies trust, unifying values.
Welcoming xenodochy, yielding zealotry.
10 / 31 / 2021.
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