Open doors yur going to walk through
There’s no devil on earth or hell gonna stop you
Indefinitely
You are covered always
Walk down the stars He’s here
Indefinitely
God is Our God
He opens doors man may close
Indefinitely
Closed hearts harden God going to remold and often
There’s a transfusion gonna use you
Indefinitely
Promotion gonna come God is the truest love
Like a mother God gonna cover
God gonna make it last
Promotion gonna come to you daughter to you son
Our ever chosen blessed you are
Indefinitely covered in love
3/13/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
He was the most lonesome guy.
he surely didn't trust anybody
and the reasons were many;
he'll reveal his darkest secrets...
when he has shed all his tears
and realized how foolish he was!
Shunning existence for an unexplained reason
was folly; was he treated unkindly and unfairly?
Only his contrived and rageful feelings can explain
what made him choose confinement from Humanity!
The tremendous loss of his mom hit him hard,
with his hands across his beating chest,
with his bowed head he was totally lost;
he miserably grieved her and desperately cried!
Who has never felt his inconsolable and deep pain
that was never been left behind,
can't understand humanly what brought him down;
how grief persists in the sorrowful mind,
how it keeps him in a state of misery:
does anyone cling to pain indefinitely?
He was the nicest guy in the smallest town,
always lending his hand to others whenever it was needed,
he gave his love demanding nothing in return;
comfort him when he breaks down, and do a good deed!
Douse out on some cloud nine,
Let good feelings numb this mind,
Emotions running out of bind,
These heartaches out of line.
Feelings of unnoticed existence,
Marred labels impressioned by others,
To be able alone but not lonely,
Back and forth, disillusioned miseries.
Once loyal on the author's side,
"Looks don't matter but Heart does",
Now perplexed at the unakin reality,
As it was told by one who had both.
Swiping right to the heart's content,
Now await the idyllic dance,
Swiped left on discontent,
Recycle the hopeful trance.
Love: a sharing of spirit.
A splitting of image.
The content of thriving.
The end of ending.
I am not you,
And you are not me.
We are not one
And will never be;
Lest, I should know you
And you would learn me,
We'll be too different kinds
Indefinitely.
The setting sun casts a magic that's more than visual,
something in its radiance seems indefinitely final;
it's goodbye,
it's oh, hi!
to some it's a promise, to others a betrayal!
This heavy heart of wanderer rode
on the unremitting winds of sin...
riding on waves that only lulled
my many unsurmountable fears
and with no wings to hold me up,
I couldn't notice I was drifting past hope;
the distant sun brilliantly shone,
unable to reach those dark places within...
Use me indefinitely,Lord...
and make that bond stronger,
which was lost when I was younger;
use me indefinitely,Lord...
to amend the unkept promises
and the false will to live...
but looking to others for advice,
it all added up to wordly lies!
Why haven't I yet been blessed...
to share my blessings with others,
and be shielded from my enemies
with that invincible sword called,"Faith.";
why haven't I given up all the earthly joys...
to look up and cleanse me of all ugliness?
Use me indefinitely,Lord...
to never go back to those alluring ways:
to appease human behavior and bypass
a peaceful and long life ;
use me indefinetely,Lord...
at least,there is one left
to be redemeed by remorse and guilt,
and proclaim you shamelessly!