easy loan shark start up business
pretending to be your friend
feeding on you like krill
Pale moon, a silver coin,
Dropped in the ink-well night,
You purchase fleeting dreams,
A loan of fragile light,
On a dark world below,
Where shadows softly creep,
A silent promise to keep
If life’s a loan lent in good faith and trust,
Ye pay the debt with frivolous trinkets
Or wait till you are one with graveyard dust.
Destiny’s not one to forget the debts,
Help therefore distressed souls as if ye must,
Love those that lost out on their lifelong bets.
Share with those in wants with hope at your door,
Whenever pass by have-nots’ laid-bare huts,
You may not cross again this needy shore,
Remember, true help’s rendered, ifs nor buts,
To those stuck up at their life’s lower floor,
So, pay in one swell shot, no cautious putts.
Life’s lent gratuitous not, make good God’s trust
Here and now, ere done art thou to grave’s dust.
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Sonnet | 09.12.2004 | debt, life, loan, philosophy, trust
I don’t have to remind you. Yesterday is behind you. Temporary is the time these bodies will hold the spirit inside you. Whether you are a millionaire or broke and in debt. Life has a beginning middle and end. It’s those three points that we try to make our friend. Since our timer starts when we exit the womb and enter the earth’s play pen. We must take heed and protect our time, with prayer and faith, before the end of our body’s last sigh. It may not be as long as an end, wrinkled and gray, as everyone’s timeline is different not everyone gets to meet old age. Each being has their exit date, some sooner than we anticipate. Nonetheless, we all will leave this place in the same state, and not with these loaned bodies not that I have seen to date. Though if you have faith your spirit will be returned to its maker to recreate. We never end completely, we just get repurposed for the next version he sees a need. So, Temporary is the time in this vessel with a clock that just ticks and tocks until the arms one day just stop.
I took a loan
to build myself a home
just a little space to breathe
to rest without chasing time.
For a while, I lived with ease
forgot the ticking clock
watched joy bloom like flowers
but never watered the debt behind me.
So I borrowed again
to pay what I once owed
then borrowed more to mend the last
circling like a bird with broken wings.
Yes, I tasted success
but couldn’t chew its fruit.
I had lost all my teeth
trying to do too much with too little.
Another chapter in my life
over much too soon
when there's so much more to live
it's just not opportune
but is Anonymous the author
or would it be myself possibly
writing this tale so true
could it be an autobiography
and yet I won't be put on hold
my one and only guarantee
tho' late won't be overdue
when it's check out time for me
for on turning a page today
I came to realise and to clarify
I'm living a story in a book on loan
from the Great Library in the Sky
Have you looked at the purple house down by the bay?
It is the one with green shutters, a shabby gray.
A terrific value, says that realtor, Mrs. Dray.
She would know and she always has her say.
Okay, then, here’s another idea said May.
Why don’t you buy a home over in Bray?
It’s a cheaper town, I hear people say.
It is a heck of a value, I was told yesterday.
You need a loan? I wish there was some way.
But all of my money is maxed out, said Lay.
Wish I did not have to go, but I cannot stay
For some imbecile is now towing my car away
If I was a loan shark
I would fail
some can ask exorbitant prices
I cannot ask for money at all
Some loan sharks demand thirty-percent interest
I would not even be able to ask for my initial investment.
always been shy about asking for repayment.
I would have to gift everyone their money
and I would go broke
it is my way
Beloved Spiraling
thing wrapped around
the circumstance of wanting,
on loan
Lo! this I arrived
at my prominence.
On loan
Soaringly is I within
and around.
A jointing
attracted to your quiet.
On Loan I love you
courageousness.
On loan
You have to be patient
hint of impatient
I love you.
In your storm
is the calm the Father's
from the Lord but most
Most of all I love you with in
In Him because you are
on loan from the Lord our God
9/8/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
Beloved Spiraling thing wrapped around the circumstance of wanting, on loan Lo! this I arrived at my prominence. Soaringly is I within and around. A jointing attracted to your quiet. On Loan I love you courageousness. You have to be patient hint of impatient I love you. In your storm is the calm the Father's from the Lord but most of all I love you with in
In Him because you are on loan from the Lord our God
9/8/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
A man with dreams, so bright and grand,
Sought capital from a bank's cold hand.
He borrowed much, with hope so high,
Bet his house, beneath the sky.
The bank’s burden, a weight unseen,
He turned to cheer in a bar’s dim sheen.
With borrowed funds, he drank his fill,
A fleeting joy, but fate’s cruel thrill.
A girl beside, with eyes that gleam,
Whispered promises, a fleeting dream.
To a motel’s room, they swiftly flew,
In the haze of night, where shadows grew.
Awoke alone, with dawn’s cruel light,
The woman gone, without a fight.
The motel's manager, demand so fierce,
For payment due, his woes increase.
In search of her, in clubs and bars,
He faced only silence, under stars.
Heavy labor to pay the cost,
Of dreams now shattered, all but lost.
A year of toil, his health declines,
AIDS/HIV, the cruelest sign.
From a fleeting touch, his life now frayed,
A cautionary tale of debts unpaid.
In shadows deep, where dreams collide,
He pays the price, where hopes reside.
A man who reached for dreams so high,
Found only burdens beneath the sky.
I soul love you
You spirit mesmerize
My heart eyes
Enjoying the views
Radiant your enter view
Inquisitive your mind hue
Eternalize you're intangible
This first I can't see
This is why first I loved thee
You belong to God
Yet such you're on loan to me
Beautiful Beloved
Hallelujah
8/13/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2024
Posture heart beating
Even though it’s evil,
God can remold, soften –
and pour into it
To each His own
I am not my own
Even my life is on loan
2/28/29
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Beautiful devotion on loan to me
Your His alone
Thinking about you night and day
it's wrong I think about you always in song
beautiful devotion on loan to me
I pour myself onto my knee spiritually
unto you confused
I just don't know what to do
beautiful devotion on loan to me
you are His alone I want you to hold
I ask your Father for you to be on loan
beautiful devotion on loan to me
2/23/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2024
She's on loan to us
Cherished in my heart
She is still a child so dear to us
I embraced her with my mind,
she's on loan to me to us
So dear to us,
she is beautiful.
She's awesome she's a blessingness
In God we trust
Blessed daughter of the most high God so she is
On loan to us
1/22/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
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