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Since the corona
Faith in humanity
Is lost outta door now
Smearing safety protocol
Under the carpet now
The right to live not upheld
Brings out all kinds scandal ish
The look in their eyes so devilish
A staff nurse came with the flu on shift
Announced to us as patients
Fate brought me and Ismail's lives
A battle for survival
Coz his immune was down
He'd developed a fever
Then he remembers
The nurse's revelation
Made us out to be rebels
Ismail was tested for corona first
They've used my disability against me
With the Lord's help I fought back on
I tested negative I serve a God
He is alive and well
Coz of Him we ain't no
Dead men with no tale to tell
Now ain't no sunshine
Coz it's on
Now it is July
This I'm bringing back
I ain't hitting no road Jack!
You might be 'Gatesville melomed
You're gonna let anyone think
I was a pot that cracked
I Just brought out facts
Form:
I am a sinful man
I am the walking dead
Saved only by grace
This is all I have
And no it's not a dream
10 to 50 trillion cells
Are always
Created and destroyed in my body
My spirit, soul and mind can hardly
Keep up, stay up, be strong--though
I am a sinful man
I am the walking dead
My skin breaks down
My bones are less dense
My hairs falling out
I am frigid
About 300 million cells die every minute in my body
Muscles turn to fat
Guess I'm no longer a hoty
Ooh! we
How I feel is how I felt
How I felt it is surreal
Broken down bodies never getting heal
Close my eyes open them up
Living physically not spiritual enough
I am a sinful man
I am the walking dead
As my body rots away
A fleshy sinners plead
Hope my thought and mind process
Allows my spirit to fly away
For I want to be with God and Jesus
My soul yearns to stay
In heaven forever with Jesus
Glory Hallelujah
For I shall spent eternity with them....
Father and Son forever in heaven
As a living spirit, a living soul
So I'm here to let you know
Are you listening to this I said......
I'm alive and well, I am not the walking dead
10/18/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018
If you hadn't died in March, you would've turned 65 today.
Life hasn't been as good since you passed away.
Everybody who knew you, knew that you were nice.
But I took things for granted and now I'm paying the price.
I thought you'd live for another ten to fifteen years.
It's been tough to accept that you're no longer here.
If you had survived, I was going to take care of you.
I didn't know what I had until I lost it and that is true.
When you celebrated your birthday last year, you were alive and well.
I didn't know how sick you would become, I was unable to tell.
Seeing you suffer during your last days, made my heart break.
Even though you're dead, I still bought you a birthday cake.
I promised that I'd buy you a cake this year and I'm a man of my word.
God is much happier now because you're with him, believe me that's assured.
[Dedicated to Agnes M. Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away March 6, 2013.]
Oh, dear Nessie, how you captivate us
when you rise up within the Loch Ness shores.
You swim and slither just above the surface,
serpentine and solid to many eyes,
yet, still a myth in any reference book.
But what about the Giant Squid?
It too, a myth that started long ago,
seen surfacing above the sea with tentacles
that frightened men to bring back tales
of horror and dismay in what they saw...
Until now. The Giant Squid recently was found
alive and well in deepest depths of the sea.
First, one washed on shore and soon another
filmed on video in its 'prehistoric' splendor.
One myth now put to rest...how many more to solve?
So, Nessie...perhaps your turn soon will come
to authenticate your secret life in old Loch Ness?
Sandra M. Haight
~3rd Place~
Contest: A Mythical Creature
Sponsor: Julia Ward
The Giant Squid was finally filmed on video in 2012. This leaves real hope for Nessie (The Loch Ness Monster) to some day overcome her mythical status!
Real LOCH NESS MONSTER sightings video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TjLmJlzZ0JY
Squid Story:
http://www.cnn.com/2013/01/09/world/asia/japan-giant-squid/
I'm in Hell because I sold my Soul to the Devil last Halloween.
Now I'm in more torment than anybody has ever seen.
I sold my Soul to the Devil to save my son.
He accidentally shot himself with my gun.
He thought the gun was a toy and his life was slipping away fast.
Satan said that if I didn't give up my Soul that his life wouldn't last.
The Devil wasn't joking, what he said was a cold hard fact.
It took less than five seconds for me to sign his contract.
Now my skin is burning, the pain is unbearable but I also feel joy.
Yes, I'll burn for all eternity but at least I was able to save my boy.
Knowing that my son is alive and well makes my torment worth while.
It's strange because I'm in unbearable agony but I still have a smile.
(This is a fictional poem)
Darkness arrives..
Quiet and still..
The night is hauntingly beautiful..
Mysterious yet magical..
Moonlight captures my mood..
Intoxicated by pure brightness..
As moonlight shines..
Join me..
As we indulge in the moonlight..
Together you and I..
A calming wind blows softly...
As it calms me so..
Need not have a change of heart...
We were one..
Join me..
My heart is hollow without you..
You left me with cherished memories..
Alive and well inside me..
Although the memories are alive..
My light turned into darkness..
Much darker then the night skies..
Within me there was once an illuminating light..
My intense aura shined brilliantly
Higher then the heavens..
Now I ache for you..
Empty and hollow..
Heart shattered into tiny pieces..
No longer am I whole..
Join me..
So I may once again gaze into your lovely eyes..
With your eyes the sun will shine..
Your warm embrace tickles my heart..
As I become whole again..
Join me..
Sweet love of mine..
So the darkness within me disappears..
My magnificent light shines profoundly
Once again..
Join me..
Sweet love of mine..
So together you and I..
Our intense auras..
Shall reach higher then the heavens..
My “silliness” hat is atop my head
As I begin yet another day
Who knows where this weird mind of mine
Will take me, who's to say
Could go where no man's tread before
To the outer limits of comedy
On second thought, that's probably not it
Sylvester the Cat is my matey
Thuffering succotash! I'm totally lost
Where's my silliness gene
How could I be so simply darn careless
Silliness is a part of my scene
It defines the jester within my soul
Always been my, “raison d'être”
Betcha you didn't know I was multilingual
No telling how far that'll get ya!
Perhaps the U.N. with its many lingoes
Interpreting the countless speeches
Seems my 'silly' gene is alive and well
Returned from the outer reaches
This is not a mission.
This is the bloodletting goal.
This is the heart that beats not because it asks you for permission
Or because it was a pre-meditated thought of your own survival.
We are florid, hungry animals even behind our desk,
Behind a sigh,
Behind low-paying rent and lonely
Drags to the Laundromat.
We are always open to Total Wisdom and plain heart,
Even in our most cornered minds
And gunked-up thoughts,
Even when we see the rivers of good and evil
Wash into each other from brackish shore to brackish shore
Overhauling the confusion with our mind and heart’s turmoil
And plea for sense and reason.
I am alive and well, now. And maybe so are you. And together we can make a difference.
This is a message to the Hearts of America.
Restore to their rightful place those formerly dead things in me that are now alive and well.
Enlighten me Jesus, and bring me out of the pits of darkness that had held me captive.
Salvation is more than a word for the religiously inclined, but rather, new life in Christ.
Unleash me Jesus from the shadows of death, and forever sat me in the sunlight of your love.
Remind me, Jesus, each day that while I was yet in sin and shame, you loved me in spite of myself.
Revive me Jesus with the measureless power of your love when I am weak, weary, and worn.
Engage me Jesus in the work of your kingdom, not allowing me to be indifferent or uncaring.
Correct me graciously Jesus, as only you can, and lead me on in your eternal righteousness.
Thank you, dear LORD, for your great and magnanimous sacrifice, giving your only son.
Inspired by the life you lived and gave for me, I shall, by your loving grace, love you always.
Only Christ gives me hope of life beyond the grave because you alone conquered death, hell, and the grave.
Now and forevermore, I have peace with God and shall never be accused of sin, because I am forever pardoned.
04052017 PoSoupContest, Rising of The Son,: Chantelle Anne Cooke
*A Resurrection Prayer
The girl of hold
Chest of devotion
Love of kindred spirits
Suicidal Vest
Mothers tear of the almighty
The girl cries
She cries like one hundred women at one
Where is the woman?
The girl cannot explode
Where is my anguish?
I am suicidal of devotion
God is one
But I am many
Help me
Don't leave me God
I rise above the sky
The Dome of the Rock seems insignificant
Western Wall of Muslima
Over the Western Wall to Muslima Freedom
As the Jews and Palestinians are one
Help me O'Mighty God
SUICIDE!
O'God
Lo peace
Men are but trembling
Jewish Child lifts a smile
The girl appears
Smiles back
She sees praying
Chanting of Freedom of Justice
Cities of unbelievable purity and peace
All smile at the purity of the suicidal muslima
Come to the one place of justice
Tears of power
The people fight
I am not worthy to kill here
God move me
I rise above the sky
I am a she
Beautiful sparkle of immense - God's will
God commands with the blessed girl
She wants to explore with God in his sights
She can't
The sparkle falls on the explosion on the unblessed Jews and Muslims
At each other's throat
I am not a woman without God
My purity means nothing
O'God you alone are pure
O'God bring me chaos
Bring me peace
Bring my brothers and sisters peace
Jew, Muslim and Christian
She lands
In Palestine
Alive and well
She sees Jew, Muslim and Arabs in one place at peace
Why oh why?
Strange concept?
What o why?
The girl she's God's grace
The peace in our hearts
Not in our minds
We are not evil
We see no evil
Purity is a fiction
God is true