Demoted and downgraded
to quarter of a patient.
Diluted and disremembered.
I wish I could go back.
My voice protects human potential,
I won’t walk down your road to failure;
These words aren’t labeled confidential,
they are perfume on me clean and pure.
Walk away if you think I’ll downgrade,
I am not some low model robot;
Not gonna take the straw bed you made,
I won’t suffer your distressing cot.
My voice protects human potential,
I won’t walk down your road to failure;
Thriving’s the result of essential,
it ends the need to simply endure.
The joie de vivre that’s been delayed ,
soaked firewood that has been left to rot;
White hot ideas are doomed to fade
when we buy in to a tragic plot.
My voice protects human potential,
I won’t walk down your road to failure;
Excitement should be exponential,
not hidden fine print on a brochure.
Can’t truly live when you are afraid,
mild mannered is one thing I am not;
Weave hard work and drive into a braid,
that detailed design is a sure shot.
Persona Non Grata
She was persona non grata.
But, very blessed to not know it.
Her loving words, but a naive sonata,
Unaware, she was thought of, as a half wit.
Down God’s sunny lane she looked.
Tears rolled down her summer dress.
But, she realized, just cold-hearted people.
Conceited and mean, cause ugly distress.
God in His heaven, sees what they do~
Let no man or woman, ever downgrade you!
7/25/2024 poem 1
Psalm34:18~ “ The Lord is near to the
brokenhearted and saves the crushed
in spirit.”
Power is enforce
Downgrade by soft or hard means
To win enemies.
Spring blossoms cloud my eyes
Fragrances bemuse my senses
All green life comes alive
Wildlife abounds with birth
Temps tempt my outside fervor
Opening worth to all life.
Lesson your primal strife,
Believe in all things True
Downgrade your blues
All is welcome, open your eyes
to all that's you,
You ever love someone
Person you knew you never could have
And your heart will keep beating
So you feel so sad
And you wonder within yourself
To Revelations ever prosper
Are you downgrade yourself
By saying you have nothing to offer
So what are you looking for
Who are you purposely ignoring
There's a message got your blessing
But the one you ignore is for you
The one you say no to there for you
The one who you least expect is for you
Careful you're looking at them and their purpose for you
3/19/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
The day begins with a big win-win
A brilliant sunrise dazzles my eyes
So much to do now, so many plans
Then again, some unwelcome demands
It's already noon, the heat's got me down
My sunrise smile's turned into a frown
Been spinning my wheels most of the morn
Time to pick up the pace, get airborne
I wing my way forward until it's past dark
Yet as I add things up, the totals are stark
Of all those big plans I intended to do
Not one completed, and started just two
A lesson I learned though, a word to the wise
~ Downgrade expectations after sunrise
My skin shade is darker
Doesn’t make me any less human
My nationality is different
Doesn’t give you the right to downgrade me
My gender differs
Doesn’t encourage you to dominate me
I am who I am
Who I chose to be identified as
Don’t establish your own opinion as my image
We are equal
Like Abraham Maslow's highest Hierarchy of needs theory,
You are a ruler, self actualized and need not to worry.
You look down to downgrade the poor from your mansion,
That has been your passion.
You shine so bright like a light,
Brightening the paths of your loyalists at night,
You have stood time still,
Crushed emotions, souls and let their blood spill.
You buried the hapless, unknowingly they metamorphosed into a seed,
They germinated. In you, that sprung up greed.
Many are still afraid to be massacred,
Seeing you from afar with their beautiful eyes that are not mascaraed.
Your marginalization pierced them like arrows,
The pains registered but they lacked no songs like sparrows.
Amid the direful calamities of the time,
They stood tall beneath the cold glare of your desolate crime.
As they rule their world, the death of your dynasty and tenure came so fast,
In anguish, you are dallying in maudlin regret over the past.
I'm sorry you have collapsed into a dreary and hysterical depression,
Making your days to be brief, shadowed and full of condemnation.
Our dark side
No guarantees
Handle with care
What you see is real
I fall into invisibility so often
Irked by everyone - no one noticed I'm invisible
Wasted by my own mind games
Self-fulfilling monologue
Repeat
Repeat degrade
Repeat downgrade
Life without meaning
Meaning Ah fall in to that old illusion
Build your sand castle of self-importance
Man the ramparts to repel perceived attacks
Audio distortion, plague me
Vision distortion, plague me
Physical distortion, plague me
Nothing is the only real
That’s it! Nothing, Oh My
No thing is all OM
Breath
Breath in the air
Let it out, watch it go OM
Why did dagger of cupid strike again?
I have been heat hard and left in seclusion
Come aid me pleas, I’m entrap in love thorn
Aid me pleas, release me from this insomnia
I have turned to hollow soul, the path is forlorn
Like runaway slave the tear shedding
A cry in silence where no one sees
A battling between the mind and body
I have been heat again
And downgrade to love pitfall
Aids me pleas, release me from this melancholy
Why should one be stingy in using proper words?
Why should one be stingy with truth and love?
I thought you are my small mama
Being your slave is your only motive towards me
I should have beware
Why did I love with all thy heart?
With all this precious love I cup for you
Still my heart never for once free from danger
i'm tired, so tired of affection
only scars fulls my heart
Eccendentesiast: Noun- A person who hides their pain behind a smile.
The voices in my head scream and shout.
They cause doubt throughout.
They downgrade me.
There are two of them and they never agree.
They won't let me be.
So I become an Eccedentesiast.
The voices in my head scream and shout.
They cause doubt throughout.
Always fighting in my head,
Making me wish I was dead.
They try to tear me to shreds.
So I become an Eccedentesiast.
The voices in my head scream and shout.
They cause doubt throughout.
I don't scream or shout,
I don't let it all out.
I fear it's something I'll never be without.
So I become an Eccedentesiast .
The voices in my head scream and shout.
They cause doubt throughout.
I hide my pain behind a smile,
Hoping you'll believe it for awhile,
I am not in denial,
I am just an Eccedentesiast.
grant is granted of love
grant is granted of science
love is downgraded to love
love is downgraded to science
grant is granted to a downgrade of love
grant is granted to a downgrade of science
science is science's downgrade of love
vision is vision's granted of love
vision is vision's granted of science
vision is a granted vision
vision is a granted science
science is science' s vision of love
science is science's vision of science
love is a vision of science
downgrade is downgraded to science
downgrade is downgraded to love
love is love's science of love
love is granted as love
science is a love of science
love is granted as science
love downgrade love to science
you're so hidden
you're so afraid
i caught you staring at me
are you ready to downgrade?
you laughed and rolled your eyes back
as an accolade
have you used your fingers to tear apart
my accidental blockade?
boy, you didn't have to
there's a window just for you
a string with two cans
stuck under the shut glass
the window is locked, but the string's still there
tell me about your messed up hair
'cause you know i know it's fine
it's so fine, damn
you made a witty joke
what a handsome scam
deprive me of my thoughts
drain my blood, don't let it clot
is it gaslighting if you know i'm gone?
if you know it's right, is it wrong?
if you heard it, were there really words?
is it conversation if no one talks first?
is it sci-fi if i've done it mentally?
is it not if there's unreal chemistry?
baby, you have to choose
but i already know your choice
i saw it when you came
when you looked at me in your fantasies
you didn't say it
but i know what you said
without the words, you told me
we're users of telepathy
One day that porcelain is going to crack and that smoky façade you cast fourth will dissipate amongst the dusty breeze. Black in your mouth, black on your fingertips. Time is elusive and reality a joke without a punchline. A princess turned beggar, nothing in this world is original. It will be no surprise when concrete meets bone. The angels linger with bats atop the trees. Looking down upon you sharing cackles and memories. Lusting for collapse. The beautiful downgrade. No faith in degeneration. One day these words will echo and resonate down to your marrow. Child, welcome this slow death called life.
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