She wore a caramel covering;
Her heart beats as a little one;
A jovial girl, lovingly cared for;
A mother's joy, a father's girl
Be that portion subject to trauma;
Yet still be a Holy Daughter;
A Daughter of a Holy God;
She is formidable:
She is a righteousness of a almighty God:
Selected Carmel Sister;
She wore a caramel covering which is her skin
9/17/25/
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025
'Time' and 'Death' are the only axioms.
Things you cannot manipulate.
Together, they eventually destroy everything.
Then, breathe life into the ashes.
Forgotten concepts, even gods who don't bleed.
I smile in Annihilation's face.
Life is an abattoir hymnal written as a Jisei.
A poem that always ends with a question/mark.
The mortician finishes your storyline, not you.
Punctuation through confrontation with both.
My job is important, I bring closure.
And I create monsters to negate certain fates.
How dare society treat me like a freak...
Every single time I ask for coffin options...
Each time I ask for lipstick preference...
Everyone reacts how you'd expect...
Now, ask yourselves, why do I write splatterpunk?
Time is an inanity, we exist by its side.' We hear of
Anomalys, anonymous bland evil and a cultue of lies
Woe to those 'who call evil good' who put sour out for
Sweet.' Who ever thought we would ever see such
As a reality.? And integrity in retreat.? Yet how can that
Last.? Even tides turn in their oceons, seeing and
Listening..Does not always ensure a garnered ovation.'
All said, all done, trust in God for alone His ultimate will
Shall be done.'
I still write poems in my head
On paper, maybe not
But if you ever wanted one
I'd write it on the spot
See I just have to think of you
To get the words to flow
Then watch them turn to poetry
It's easy when you know
Today I had to question myself,
Why it is im still in love with you.
You have made it quite clear,
You and I are over and through.
Holding on the way i am hurts me,
And you act as if you don't care.
I look at you withe tears in my eyes,
You look at me with an empty stare.
Does it even matter to you at all?
That i will forever be holding on.
Or that the love we once held
And our life we shared are gone.
You say you will never come home
And I need to grow used to being alone.
Understand each day since you left
This sadness inside me has grown.
Please do this one favor that I ask,
While you're living life remember me.
And be assured I'm still right here
Loving you as i promised I'd be.
A soft wind whispers
early September.
The year is passing
and you are closed
for good.
You were more
than brick and mortar—
You had a heart.
Now you rest in shadows
in the downtown.
You still bear the voices
of those who came in
for a burger or a drink
also playing video games
or sports.
I still hold in my heart
how you cared for
the servers working
their way through college.
They were the dearest friends.
But mostly I remember
the Friday nights when
I stood on the dining porch
and you urged me to sing.
I still hear the applause.
I still hold dear the night
when I painted a waterfall
while nursing a drink
in your loft.
O how a blank canvas came to life.
Each morning the sun shines
but your lights are off.
Sparrows dance in the sidewalk
and chatter by the front steps.
But as I drive and take a look
I sing my song for you.
Your eyes are oceans, of blue and grey
With your gaze, I’m swept away.
An endless sky, of wonder and peace,
I’d stare forever, and all problems would cease
Your hair like strands of golden hay,
Streaks of brown, on gold will lay.
As sunlight strikes, and lights your face,
I know I’ve found, my special place.
Your mind is wondrous, and full of dreams,
The wild and crazy, and dreams I’ve not seen.
How much I can’t wait, to follow with you,
And make your dreams, all come true.
Your smile so radiant, and full of care,
My eyes attract, I just want to stare.
Your smile could light, the darkest room,
To bring glowing warmth, to a void of gloom.
I love you Layla, and till my end I will,
When my heart grows old, and then turns still.
I’ll still love you, more than you’ll know,
As each day will pass, my love will grow.
He was calling me through the years.
He sat with me as I cried all my tears.
He was always near by my side,
And now I know it, from the inside.
His face always makes me feel at peace.
He always made my blessings increase.
His essence is growing within my mind,
As I realize to all and myself, I must be kind.
He forgives sins because he understands
All of the differents ways of life in all lands.
He is guiding me now towards the Light,
His essence shall make my soul so bright.
His images, although various, feel familiar,
As though I've known him in past lives prior.
He will be with me my entire life and beyond,
He will gift me a uniquely special bond.
I listen on loop to a certain love song,
Realizing this land is where you also belong.
I often replay our memories in my head,
As I remember all the sweet things you said.
That same song's lyrics represents our love,
Setting us free without push and shove.
Over months we learned to love each other.
Now we both long to be often together.
I always read your mind, soul, and heart,
So never lie even if you ever want to part.
There's a serene happiness in me
As I pray daily for us to be together and free.
My home land is yours to hold my hand in.
My tender love is for you to feel within.
You set my heart free from being so broken.
I finally see your feelings once left unspoken.
Urhobo, Oma r’ode
(Urhobo, child of the land)
Oghene r’ode vwe mu’gho
(God of the land, bless us)
Erhi r’ode no vwe r’ode
(The spirit of the land walks with the land)
Avo r’ode r’oro vwo
(Ancestors of the land, speak)
Oma r’ode vwo kpe kpe
(Children of the land, gather in peace)
Ejo r’ode vwo godo godo
(Wisdom of the land flows like a river)
Okpako r’ode vwo r’ume
(Elders of the land, teach us)
Ivie r’ode vwo je se
(Royalty of the land, shine on us)
Ughere r’ode vwo se vwo
(The strength of the land makes us whole)
Avo r’ode no r’ume kpo
(Ancestors of the land guide our steps)
Oma r’ode vwo j’oma
(Children of the land grow strong)
Eru vwo, kpe vwo, godo vwo
(Fear not, stand firm, walk boldly)
Akpo r’ode no r’ume
(The world of the land surrounds us)
Ogono r’ode no r’ume
(The beauty of the land surrounds us)
Orhoro vwo, vwo, vwo
(Life continues, continues, continues)
Oma r’ode vwo ghere
(Children of the land rejoice)
Urhobo vwo, vwo, vwo!
(Urhobo live, live, live!)
THE PATHETIC AND DEMONIC
BEHAVIOR OF THOSE WHO AGREE
AND BELIEVE IN HATRED ,
ANAMOSITY AND VIOLENCE AGAINST
THOSE WHO DISAGREE WITH THEIR
PSYCHOTIC IDEOLOGIES THAT ARE
DESTROYING THE COUNTRY AND
THE WORLD WILL ULTIMATELY HAVE
TO FACE THEIR CREATOR AND STAND
TRIAL FOR THEIR BEHAVIOR AND CRIMES.
THEIR PUNISHMENT WILL EXCEED
THEIR EXPECTATIONS AND
IMAGINATION . THEIR EXPULSION
FROM THIS WORLD WILL GO BEYOND
THE LIMITS AND BARRIERS OF TIME
IT'S SELF AND THE UNIVERSE OF
CELESTIAL BEING AND THE UNIVERSE
IN WICH WE RESIDE.
ALL THAT WILL REMAIN FOR THOSE
WHO WORSHIP HATRED IS THEIR
OWN HATRED TOWARDS HATRED.
CHARLIE KIRK , MAY THE LORD
ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE.
Michael E Harris
09102025
IN AND OF WILLPOWER
Yes, strong willpower
Is a great thing;
But what is willed,
Requires much work
In order to be attained:-
And such work demands creativity,
And truth of the heart and the brain:-
Finally, if such is truly to be fulfilled,
It must indeed be, of God’s holy will:-
lasting beauty is the fragrant ,perfumed daisy of bloomy eternity..
what love could i seek if it’s not yours?
a joyous ode to your name—
even sorrow would glee to hear.
i’ll leave some words on your doorstep
slowly relenting, slightly scrambling.
like the way they were in my tongue,
your name’s as sweet as the morning dew,
waiting for my lips to utter
each syllables describing all of you
don’t spare me from your benevolence
don’t spare me from your rage
don’t push me away when the voices
get to the corners of your circle
breathe me in and hollow me out
let me hear the ache in your voice
before the wind’s whistle blow you away
from me
eternal- under the scope of your breath.
do you think if the world falls apart, your touch would falter between my heaving?
all i want, all i need,
is to get lost in your words,
or to get lost even in the semblance of your shadow,
in hopes to feel the twinkle in your eyes
you’re the tinge of orange in my song,
but am i even an image in your eyes?
even so, who else would i long for to hum in my chest?
i can feel your whisper on my fingertips,
swept across the meddling
can i listen to your heartbeat and stay forever in your laughter?
or should i leave with an agonizing pain?
until i have no choice but to scream.
your name i scream across the stars,
crystalized on a hand written letter,
delivered from my utmost desire.
you, only you.
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