Love like the Father I want;
The heart I want a love like no other
I want to share my Father's eyes and face
I want to look upon his sons and daughters
I want to genuinely love like the Father
I want to know about your peace within His grace
And prosper in Him spiritually when I grow up
Spiritually I want to be working within Him
To be to do okay to not forget my brothers and sisters
I want to genuinely love like the Father
It's a dawn of a new day
Ever so it's around the dawn of dawn
Whenever perfectly righteously I want to glean like the Father
I want to genuinely love like the Father
11/6/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
You smile like a flower blossoming
With petals opening slowly like the peacock's tail
With beautiful hopes and dreams
Showing genuinely from your heart and soul
You laugh like a stream
Flowing its way through rocks and jungles
With ripples like singing a song happily
With beautiful rhythms
Like those rhythms of melodies
From heaven
I want to open my eyes and embrace the new day..
Not a worry in the world for whatever comes my way.
Just take everything in my stride and meet it head-on..
There's nothing to fix because nothing was ever wrong.
I don't care for judgement of what other's may think..
But if you catch me in passing I may give you a wink.
Status, opinions, the wealthy and poor..
Unless you're sincere then don't knock on my door.
I'm a great listener and always a good friend..
I will tell you how it is and I wont pretend.
I'm no one special and don't claim to be..
But I'm honest, I'm loyal and genuinely me.
Love no more a cold smile
Touch never again the reach beyond
Far has become close
Yet not close enough
No one is “normal”
Everyone pretends
Most attempts to conform every idea of similar
Difference is Fear’s shadow
All have run, away, away, away
Eyes drown more than once in jacuzzi temperature tears
Tongues fail to bench press teeth
Silence is what fool’s may deserve
So I insist on talking to everyone
Sometimes no words are returned
I retreat into sad sometimes
Know Desire
Say, should you mean it
Shhhh when you do not
Think if you’re not sure
Is that why it’s quiet
Maybe becoming so abstract
See what they will
Broke what they wouldn’t
Loved whom they would
Despised what they shouldn’t
How deep is your love
Love offers, sacrifices
Out of fearful darkness as a bright light, love arises
Love compromises, love advises
Love capitalizes, centralizes You
Love exercises and legitimizes You
Love doesn't jeopardize, or terrorize
Love doesn't lobotomize, love moisturises
Musicalises - Love doesn't parasitizes
or scandalizes -Love sympathizes &
emphasises - Walk in love
Offer and sacrifice yourself - Love each other
Love each other thermally - Love builds
Don't love by word, nor with your tongue
But love in work and truth - Not in theory,
but in practice - Serve each other through love
Let your love be genuinely true
What is love, can one survive with love alone?
Disreguarding the downfalls can one remain strong?
Just bc he says "I love you " does that make it true?
Leaving you to wonder, What is there left to do?
Except be true ....
Tired of things being the way they are
You try to hide each and every scar
But the resentment of your past shows more than you know
Instead of your inner beauty there's no glorifying glow
From the bottom of your heart to the debts of your soul
You're left feeling imcomplete and unwhole
All bc he stole your heart temporarily
With no intentions of ever staying permanently
Again I ask what is love? Love is Pain, unless its pure
But these days you can never be so sure
Are you willing to take that chance
On Any Man
Matters of the heart are unpredictable and yet so full of surprises
aften times Followed by lies, lies,and more lies
Only for you to realize
You and your Happiness come first
And sometimes before things can get better you have to conquer the worst
You may not want to let go bc you dont feel as if you have it in you
But as a woman you have to do whatever it is you have to!!!!
In the event that riches is the key to joy, at that point
The 'RICH' ought to move in the city.
Yet, just 'POOR' kids do that.
On the off chance that force guarantees security, at that point
The 'Authorities' should walk unguarded.
In any case, the individuals who 'LIVE SIMPLY', rest adequately.
In the event that excellence and acclaim bring ideal connections, at that point
'Famous people' ought to have the best relationships.
Yet, it's not here.
Effortlessness drives the world
So consistently recollect to
Live Simply, Walk Humbly & Love Genuinely..!!!!
From lugging heavy boxes in a distribution place,
To taking pinewood coffins to a so called place of grace.
From melting from the heat from six till half past three,
To eating currant buns and drinking nice hot cups of tea.
From hassle from the bosses; there are far too many of them,
To driving around in solitude, with no one to shout your name.
From stitching machines and printing machines on the shop floor,
To making personal enquiries at some brand new prospects door.
From being driven crazy by the boredom of the job,
To have the joy of being able to earn a few more bob.
From the pittance of a wage that was forever small,
To a salary that makes you feel almost ten feet tall.
From the humblest of positions, in a factory set-up,
To driving bones and bodies to the hospital make-up.
From this most unusual tale, I'm sure you've got the notion,
That if you leave the factory, it's sure to be PROMOTION.
Even a funeral assistant gets twice as much or more,
Than all of these workers on this factory shop floor.
So Neil we wish you all the best in your new position,
There won’t be any hassle because it's just DEAD opposition.
Robert Cartwright-Davidson
First hand demand
From a land, homeland
From the start
A murderous heart
This river runs low
Kindness blood, veins dry
Try we try
Cry today, die tomorrow
Prove and procession
lines away the voice
Of reason, of season
Of never ending life
Lied today to save,
Save what? Your truth.
Slanderous sleuth of youth
Scheming this two-timed team
Still seeming still unknown
Grown greater, now it's later
Dictator translated
Will never make it better
My 'rolex oyster perpetual' stirred a collective,
smirking smile
back when I was just among the company's
rank-and-file.
They said it wasn't genuine, that I lost
in a swindler's deal;
but jewelers would swear that my dad's heirloom
to me was real.
I sold the oyster, made lucky investments,
became the boss;
for fun, I wear a cheap, ersatz rolex, but now
I'm at a loss:
Why, in hallways or in boardrooms, it's my fake watch
that they watch
with envy, with fascination like its'
a fabulous catch!
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