Fascination for the low life part of town
Down the street your head spins round
Don't be caught alone around here night
Bring a gun or you’ll get knifed
By a Gracemont Methhead low life
Don't be born into Okie society
Pay for love, the hate comes free
You’ll have enough money for the rest of your life
If you don’t marry some Latina tramp low life
Don't know exactly where I am
Woke up in my clothes again this morning
I must have sampled the Mexican clam
Didn’t wear a condom ignoring the doctor's warning
I’ve been here too long to be afraid anymore
Can't reach the bed so I sleep on the floor
You can get so stoned you think you can fly
But there is no way you’ll get high
In the Oklahoma low life
When I was a kid we watched with hearts aglow
and Snow White’s skin was always white as snow.
But all bossy and meaner
Snow White is now Latina
and heigh-ho heigh-ho it’s off to smirk they go!
Well the folks at Disney have changed it all since
and real dwarfs too offensive they try to convince.
Virtue signalling I see
that toxic masculinity
so sadly there’ll be no more kiss from a prince!
Written: March 2025
A decade or more ago I manifested my ideal future wife with the gods
Out of my imagination I created my ideal lady with full clarity thru the fog
In fine-print details I reached the furthest corners of my delicate heart
Filtering through my 3rd Eye, I added her physical features from the start
An exotic Latina, hourglass-shaped, erotic curves, soft skin, & long hair
The smell of her pheromones, hypnotizing skin, sexy accent - she's rare
Serendipitous overwhelming ride or die feeling - hold me down baby
Let's create, materialize, altar, flirt, adventure - make memories maybe?
When I mention witchcraft, what do you envision it could possibly be?
When I say apprentice, what manifests as the first possible Magickal thing?
At some time years old,
I was told,
To look her in the eyes;
Whether she's Black, White,
Asian or Latina,
Look her in the eyes.
Redhead or brunette,
I don't regret,
Looking her in the eyes.
I’m from the smell of cafe con leche dancing around the house and
los primos already full of energy in the backyard.
I’m from guava and cream cheese crackers for breakfast and
the constant sound of abuela saying “come mas mi vida”,
I’m from the smell of fabuloso and mama’s radio never failing
to wake the family up on a sunday morning,
I’m from the sound of bicycle bells and children’s
laughter ringing through my ears,
I’m from salsa music and dancing until three in
the morning when los primos had already fallen asleep on the couch,
I’m from el que estudia siempre sabe and mi niña es
la más inteligente del mundo,
I’m from la prima’s hand me downs and creces
muy rápido,
I’m from ponte las pilas and the endless
sound of pages turning and pencils
scribbling,
I’m from morning traffic and
days with no end,
I’m from estas grande ya and
esa es tu responsabilidad,
I’m from a quiet house,
I’m from a quick breakfast,
I’m from an empty house,
No more fresh café con leche
to leave its scent behind,
No more time
No one to make
the house
a home,
I’m from never wish
to grow up.
Her name is LeiNah;
Pronounce Lena;
She is granddaughter of;
James Edward Lee Sr.
Today’s her birthday;
Oh, No she’s not latina;
But she’s a big dreamer;
A little princess, not a queen though;
She likes singing so;
Maybe she’ll be another Albertina Walker;
A Maya Angelou;
Jamie Grace, or just Aretha Franklin;
Today’s her birthday;
Not her brothers
He’s 2 his birthday next month;
Yes, sometime in March
Her name is LeiNah;
No not , Gina, , Jenamina, Neenah, Ngina, Nina
She’ll frown better git it right
Her name is LeiNah;
Not treena, trina,
Leanna, Kinah, Leana, Pina, Queena,
Even though she has an Aunt named Carprina,
Her name not Shina, Tina,
Call her LeiNah, cuz her mama named her LeiNah
Pronounced “ LEna ” like Lena Horn;
LeiNah her name cuz her Mama says so…
Happy 5th birthday LeiNah Williams
2/8/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Under Luna's Smile - A Collaboration With Michael P Clarke (Vladislav Raven)
Oh, Luna, in thy glory smile,
as love's most beautiful wonder, I now hold,
where we two do embrace, do linger awhile,
in your silver beams, our love is told.
My most beautiful dream, I now hold in my arms,
what glory divine, shall now come to me,
under your love-light, we shall share love's charms,
my Latina wonder, our love, Luna does see.
Lovely Luna, divine Goddess, shining bright,
drape us with your grace and awesome splendour.
Beam your Heavenly love-light on us tonight,
binding our hearts within love's tender surrender.
Merging in this moment, we're immortal and strong,
with the ancient stars, we're one...one body, one heart.
We embrace and dance to your mystical song,
under your smile, Luna, never we two shall part.
10-24-2019
Mike, once again I thank you, my dear friend, for inviting me to write this collaboration with you. I was thrilled and honoured. You are indeed a true bard of romance, inspiring me to artfully blend my words and sentiments with your loving words. Love and hugs, Pandita
Oh, Luna, in thy glory smile,
as love's most beautiful wonder, I now hold,
where we two do embrace, do linger awhile,
in your silver beams, our love is told.
My most beautiful dream, I now hold in my arms,
what glory divine, shall now come to me,
under your love-light, we shall share love's charms,
my Latina wonder, our love, Luna does see.
Lovely Luna, divine Goddess, shining bright,
drape us with your grace and awesome splendour.
Beam your Heavenly love-light on us tonight,
binding our hearts within love's tender surrender.
Merging in this moment, we're immortal and strong,
with the ancient stars, we're one...one body, one heart.
We embrace and dance to your mystical song,
under your smile, Luna, never we two shall part.
It has been both an honour and a pleasure to collaborate with you again Pandita. Your gentle words give the piece its soul. |You pen is ever running gold. Love and Hugs....Mike. XX
I Came To the Medina
Looking for my Palestina
Baby my Baby
Where are you?
Still under the rubbles?
Still alive my Diva
Oh my Devina!
The Highways robbers,
The snitch, the pimps of the Dollar,
And of the Shekel,
Still abusing the little
Ballerina,
But she defied them all,
And she is still standing on one little toe,
With no support,
Since she became,
Now lonely in an orphelinat
My beloved, my adorable
Palestina!
Live, and live and live now,
And in the future,
Despite the A...Rabs
And the Gulf lackeys
And Al Alkami of the Palace,
Still serving his bosses,
In the Medina,
Snitching, selling his own meat,
His own flesh and honour to the Zombies,
Who used Red Indians,
Puerto Ricans,
And poor destitute,
Oppressed Latina
But remember my hero,
Who reduced those to zero,
That was once, in the famous,
Battle of all battles,
Of Hattina!
Saladin here he lives today,
And tomorrow,
With a million and a billion,
Enforced by men of deed,
Not of a creed,
And true soldiers,
Martyrs, Mudjahideena!
I put on makeup so I can feel beautiful
Put up curtains so I can feel at home
Got a baby that's half a family
20 years old looking 15
In the middle of the ghetto and gentrificA-town
By the Projectz and the precinct
I've got a closet full of donated clothes
I ask God why this is the life he gave me, mama says this is the life I chose
Not quite white with Latina ancestry
But you'd never believe it, if you took a look at me
Hold on my baby's crying
I turn up my music so I can't hear a thing
Just for a few minutes...
Sometimes I picture myself photogenic behind a picket fence
Wishing I could ignore my present situation
I pick her up feed her the milk from my breast wishing I could be babied and loved without bounds
Another single mother tally up another statistic
Product of molestation young and misunderstood by my miserable mother moralizing prescriptions of medication for her daughter because daddy is the one who's money making
That's the least she can do cuz her name ain't even on the lease
Gotta let men rape cuz everybody wants a piece, right?
All old white men look like creeps at night
At least to me
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I am beautiful I am unique I am fabulous inside and out I am confidence I am knowledgeable I am wise I am who I am. I am spiritual I am one with the one and mighty Lord heavenly father above I am honest I am humble I am pure I am happy I am awesome I am amazing I am a mother I am a sister I am a daughter I am a aunty I am who I am. I am positive I am outgoing I am a Latina to spread my wings and be free I am a wife I am kind I am caring I am a super mom to the moon and back I am who I am.
Oh here she comes again!
With that sexy smile again
She's the latina Marilyn Monroe
Got the beauty mark, sweet lips and all
How is it you have me on a chain?
How is it you fill my brain?
Oh here she comes again
Soft spoken and solo
With her charm and her grace
I only want to know you
Just to feel that way again
She had a smile that captured
The very essence of you
Sweet and soft words
A Latina who descended from the heavens
Her sweet voice would melt you
Till you become the water around her
Then it dawned on you
She was as cold as ice
Her white dress became black
Her beauty became her sword
She swiftly cut open your heart
Your blood flowed onto her
Crimson red Queen
She who devoured you
Your soul now empty
Her heart still Cold as ICE
Her smile forever frozen upon the tomb of your heart
Las Boricuas Latinas bailan
Dance your Salsa
Dance your Merenque
Dance your history
Of conquest and survival
Las Boricuas Latinas bailan
Debajo de las Palmas
En sue colored brillantes
Against the clear white sand
In broad flowing skirts
Filled with freedom and life
Singing loud, Musica de mi
Proud people
Lifting up the sorrow soul
From depths of despair
Let the Congas rap and the
Trumpets scream;
Timbales, get out of control
Ivory keys chime along
Cantan una cancion Latina
De la Isla del Encanto
Cantamos con el Coqui'
My people, humble people,
Happy people, make your
Sound loud!
Bailan Oh! Chicas
No dejan de bailar
Cantan las historias de
Mi jente - no callan mas!
Excerpt from my book "The Big Apple Turns Briwn
When You Slice It" selected poems and shirt
strokes of my Nuyorican Culture. Published 2002
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