IN AND OF WHAT WAS, WILL BE AGAIN
(I.E., There’s Nothing New Under The Sun)
In more ways than one,
it has been often said,
“what’s going to happen,
happened once before;
and what happened before,
will surely happen again.”
How thought-provoking.
Is there anything ever new?
Pondering the question,
check out the following flow:
Was not the present POTUS,
once before; and did he not get
kicked out of that office?
And will he not be
kicked out again,
this time too?
Indeed, no matter
how it goes, he will go:-
Just check out the Daily Sun,
and its sojourns: yo-yoing yesterday,
today, and tomorrow; as if to summarize:
“Its happened before, and will again.”
And hey, just check this out:
“Finally, let me say, remember,
we always reap whatever we sow.”
(“There’s nothing new under the sun.”)
Darkness you were never glow;
Sadness you will never show;
Beautiful lucifer former angel of heaven;
Kicked out now he lives his life as the devil;
Sweet and succulent radiant views of light;
God has created all things right;
Souls are so beautiful for the rainbow promises.God has made he created all things glad...
God you are All Bright, Our heaven light;
Aloneness suffers in the crowd;
Silence gets trumped by the loud;
Kick out now.He lives his life as the devil;
Beautiful lucifer former angel of heaven;
God is sweet and succulent radiant view of light;
God has created all things , beautiful and right;
So is His promises yes and Amen;
Abba, Daddy, Father Elohim;
God you are All Bright.I heaven light;
5/2/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
300.
Our Golden Times During PNoy – Part 5
Behold PNoy kicking like horse
Corrupt officials kicked out with force
Senators involved in spoiling pork barrel
Are now holding bars in each own cell
Officers accused in police and medic
Are also not spared from the angst of the kick
If public corruption is sincerely detached
Territorial protection is willingly attached
Established by the visit of Obama
Speaking of foreign, we got something in FIBA
Gilas Pilipinas made us Most Valuable
Proving Filipinos are fans indomitable
Fans of those to country give heart
Fans of those like PNoy who's smart
Go like Rachelle Ann, our pride offshore in theater
Swerve like Michael Christian, our first Olympian in winter.
-12/30/2014
(Dumarao)
the fire's out.
the hearth is stone cold.
even the wick was spent.
the ominous echo booming off
the walls was enough
to rattle the door with an unoiled hinge
winds whip like a raging winter storm
trees snap like toothpicks.
ice build up on knees
it's the gnashing of teeth
sawing through bone on flint.
a pathetic attempt to spark.
no bargaining.
no salvation.
nothing but the grind
when there's no more jaw to chew
crowns tumble onto the floor
only to reveal seeds.
biting into the fruit,
kicked out by the stone.
rolling back alone
all of the lies that you told?
it's time to pay the foul
a debt.
a regret. .
it's the gnashing of teeth
d i s c o n n e c t i n g.
decaying friendship.
the loneliness
scraps of jagged salt meals
you'll never eat
did I leave that stove on?
no, don't think about that
it's just grinding
with no oil.
gums begin to tear
as you realize
that you've been biting
your tongue
the whole time....
damn!
Foster care
Foster care
All the pain they had to bare
Taken away from their family so young
And put in a place they didn't belong
Some taken away from sisters and brothers
Some taken away from just their mothers
Some beaten, some bruised
Some taken away with nothing to lose
At age 18 you're kicked out to live
But I don't know what they give
Cause I was adopted at the age of 2
And hopefully you'll get adopted too!
Having counted wooly sheep
was woken from a deep delta sleep
in the middle of the night
thought I'd heard a pig snort
but no that can't be right
tho' kicked out of bed
and landing on my head
knew where I stood
for delegated to the floor
then relegated to the room next door
when in no uncertain terms she said,
'You're sawing wood, you snore!'
Not as such a silk purse,
but a sow's ear would be worse.
Not so much a pig in a poke
(jiggery-pokery),
more a poke at a pig in a joke
(piggery-jokery).
All in all,
Sy-hokery!
These knives cut so deep it hurts
Please God remove these knives and heal the wounds
The first stab come from malnourishment
Then another jab kicked out at 15
Before I know what I’m slashed with another knife sh*tty ass living arrangement
The Devil last and says I’m not still not done with you
So another stabs me the knife of being raped twice
God stands before me the devil says I’ve already started the reversal process The knife of malnourishment I’ve turned into a rose of being thankful
The knife of being kicked out 15 I will turn into rules of learning about yourself
The knife of sh*tty ass living arrangement I have turned into a rose of having a stable home
The knife of rape but I have shown her the beauty of being true to herself
So go ahead devil but she is indestructible and beautiful like the time and she is
Henessey the hip hop girl danced rings around the others
Astounding her dance teacher and other girls’ mothers
She is such a show-off said the other girls in her hip hop class.
Her kicks were crazy and wildly exuberant; she broke more than one glass.
We like your enthusiasm, the dance teacher told Henessey
But you have to watch what you are doing with your elbows and knee
Henessey kicked out a window and knocked a vase off a ledge.
The dance teacher refunded their money, asking her to take karate instead.
I'm a Ghetto clown, a fool for the cash/
Juggling dreams while the world does a dash/
If laughter's a crime, then call me a crook/
I'll steal your frown with a single look/
They call me a lamb, said, Take the fall/
But I laughed so hard, I shook the hall/
Crucify me? Sure, but here's the thing/
I'll go out laughing, like a jester king/
Got kicked out of Hell, the Devil's in tears/
He said, Man, your jokes are my worst fears/
Now I roam the streets, a clown on the run/
Turning gloom to giggles, one by one/
In the Ghetto, I'm the eternal jest/
A clown with a flair, I'm the very best/
Life's a circus, and I'm the main act/
a fool for eternity, that's a fact/
My punchlines hit harder than life's cruel blows/
I'm the comic relief when the tension grows/
So laugh with me, or laugh at me/
Either way, I'm your comedy spree/
So here I stand, a clown in the fray/
Turning dark nights into brighter days/
If life's a joke, then I'm the punchline/
A Ghetto clown, forever divine/
It’s all in a day
It’s the only way
Living day by day
They capture the way
Nowhere to go
Life is so slow
Live today
Die today
Death on the street
To live this way is no treat
They live on the street
With disgust they meet
At 14 they kill
that is a bitter pill
They don ‘t care if they spill
Your blood at will.
In the street
They will meet
To kill on the street
Is what they need
To Rape kill and Mame
To them it’s all the same.
If they don’t rape kill and Mame
To them it will be a shame
They will be kicked out by their own
They will die all alone
In a field lying on their back
Dead in a burnt-out shack.
Adam and Eve were kicked out of the garden, then they started eating meat
Away from plentiful fruits and vegetables, they started a fleshly retreat
Unwittingly sliding down Jacob''s ladder
Man falling from heaven down into dark matter
Away from the light of spirit
Closer to the root in this world and no longer intuit
Taking deep dives and swims in the infamous cesspool
Aimlessly moving through waste, playing a devil's fool
Now man is eating science projects like a sweet treat
So many manufactured food-like items that's Beyond Meat
Just wandering and meandering; meandering and wandering
A futile external search for sustenance, peace, and truth finds man perpetually scampering
Lost Paradise
Paradise Lost
How much time and energy will man exhaust?
Lost Paradise
Paradise Lost
How long will man pay this hefty cost?
I never learned anything from my younger self,
I knew I needed therapy meds and a lot of help
Thoughts from my past are creeping up on me fast
As a child of many many children in the family
I was born third so no one gave a damn about me!
17 years old I saw my dad cheat on my mom
He gave her the ultimatum to choose him or thee
I was kicked out to my sister's so hard to move past this I'm now in my forty somethings.
Relationships I have found to be the hardest to have. What's wrong with me? Why does everyone hate me? What did I do wrong? Why am I still here on earth to this day?
Thoughts from my past are creeping up on me fast
I decided to go to the store one more time.
I was going to pay.
It’s the same life that was left over for me.
Like ice cream in the back of the freezer.
I had woken up early that day.
I wish the corner store sold flowers.
I’m ashamed.
I decided to go to the store one more time, one more time.
To pick up some pop from the fridge.
One more time.
My wallet is empty.
I could pick wildflowers.
Or steal dead ones from the graveyard.
Which have wildly different connotations.
Either way.
I wish I could pay.
Kicked out of the store.
Going to the graveyard door.
Wildflowers are free.
But not good enough for me.
I’d rather eat decay.
After waking up early today.
Mr Number of
Mr Number of
was kicked out of
English class because
he’d too
salty
marine fish breath.
Placing flowers down.
I turn around and see a bony hand rise from her grave.
And take them.
The monster.
Underground.
They all live and dance.
Flowers. Gone.
A sensation.
Of rising.
The feeling gets caught under my shirt collar.
A helicopter flies overhead and ignores my cries.
I breathe.
I am unsteady.
Like a college student who failed school, and got kicked out of their house, and everything caught fire.
I breathe.
Next week.
I will bring more flowers.
For no reason at all.
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