Her suffering was her currency as she would trade in sympathies among a band of devils driven wild by their needs to be possessed and to possess in a world seldom fair being built in complications simple heads never seem to ever understand and.
She was Magnificent.
They way she tore me down. Only one other thing had ever hurt me more.
The aluminum lid he lifted.
Polished clean? Hunger struck back!
“Your days are numbered,” he vowed
To a woman who counted not coins, but breaths.
“Did I drink with your money?”
“No. You drank our supper.”
“You sit at home without a job.”
“You take loans. They disgrace me.”
Co-operative shame on her doorstep.
He called her liability.
She called for freedom from foolishness.
Both broke. Both bleeding pride.
They promised that the debt would fade away
So students took the path they thought was right,
To study and find our scholastic way,
To keep our country's future burning bright.
Americans with good minds, sharp and free,
Where cowboys read of heroes in their books,
Cowgirls build homes for all to see,
Beyond the vanity of shallow looks.
But college dreams have turned to heavy lead,
All races and ethnicities in deep.
The interest grows while workers lose their bread.
The promises the lenders didn't keep.
From Texas plains to Floridian sun,
The SAVE plan starts the freedom we should've won.
Use my room document for the night
Then return my room key and insurance documents to me by hand
Hanover Maryland
Billions in property lines
Child hostages
John Candy and male stripping?
Owners of school holsters
Ama Jewish norigins
Watered ears kneeling
Complicated boarding times
And unfinished conversations
When and won't
Built a school
Running out of jobs together
American Debts we can't shove
Out of the paperwork
God is a bank;
He loans to us
"things"
He loans us everything;
THINGS
ALL THINGS BELONG TO HIM: Precious holy things
Glorious marvelous things
Ourselves our moms or dads
Our husband and our wives
He loans us children
As we Him and us Co-create Life
He loans us sisters and brothers and strangers
Friends and foes oh did I say strangers
Everyone we know
God is like a Bank and He loves us
Even our life is giving us our heart pump
He giving us air to breathe
To inhale to receive
To Exhale we breathe
God like a bank and He loans us all that we need monetary Gains of land, Moneies in hand
Our gain His glory
Our Father's shares His bounty
Beautiful Blessings Beloved Father
Loans provides for ALL HIS SONS AND DAUGHTERS
God is a bank and He's on loan He loans us our vessels
And all He ask of us
Obedience and praises worship and adorn Him
I now thank my Father for
Being the Bank of Heaven
And allowing me His " Loaned Things"
3/26/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023(c)
Hopes, I'm a caretaker
and I own not none
I'm a wishful thinker
WHY! WHY ? Because
My prayers are worthy
My hopes are high
I'm like a hung jury
Being caught up in a lie
God loans me much
HE'S not a bank
Nor is He a man that He would like
God loans me all
God loans me abundance
And still does God loans me
My father, mother, brother and sister
All, all of my love
He loans me creatures big and small
Birds and fishes everything all
All that He created my God has loaned unto me
I am a care taker of all that I see
11/20/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2022©
A brilliant sunny day
Though death holds sway
Life rolls on for the rest
Haven't yet, been put to the test
T'is dark before the dawn
The dew still rests on the lawn
Change is the new order given
Home stay or mask driven
The politicians retreat for a break
Tax collections thin as a rake
Bills piling ; loans to be paid
From where, the next commonwealth raid?
Is there order in this madness?
Explain to us ,all the sadness
This angst must go away soon
This Christmas we want to be over the moon
Never thought I'd think about it
expected time would stand still
being young would last forever
thought I'd always feel the thrill
sometime, somehow, it all ended
now I'm looking for some way
to pay the bills
Sea Banks lending water loans,
Time to time to the Sky customers,
And,
Recovering in one payment,
During monsoon times!
In pakistan brothers just dnt understand , shits sweet on the other side of every green grass i told god id let him take my life for that of everyone else so its only fair i demand my khyber pass where feens could catch frezze of my knee cap Mr. Afridi what do you think about that? war on terror more like war on whatever, for the cream and the cheader we get it in any weather. How you going to go against a cause that lives in caves, work in insnae conditions, have no tongues, and they make guns with their bare hands.
Its easy to judge but its hard to see once u had envy toward me but u dnt know ive reached a lowest point like a hiv and youre still thinking do her but ive reached my lowest point like a colombian street kid living in a sewer, and you think its okay like that.
iam not strong because iam not weak iam strong becasue i can feel into the abyss live your dash
It was morning and his face was red with fury
But really he just wished he was alone
The sold sign on his house didn't bring no money
Took a loan to pay a loan and lost that home
Fighting back the boundaries of the projects
He lost the last "white-collar" that he had
The rent is now exactly what he's making
And grocery stores don't let you run a tab
The bankers say it's weird that he's not bothered
When negatives have stepped inside the math
But since he can't afford to take a shower
Threats of tarnished credit make him laugh
Loans of the Future?
By Elton Camp
The days of cheap gas prices are gone
We soon may see “Fill-up Days Loans”
Borrow $100 to fill up you tank today
Next week, only $110 need you repay
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