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Choose or not? We're losing our freedom, if we lose to choose?
Freedom, that Many gave dearly! For us not to.
Gone are our reasons and hopes, Woe now!
With liberty removed, wearing two left shoes!
Less government the best! America, land of the free?
Almost everybody walks funny wearing two left shoes?
We don't want that! We won't do it!
I'll smoke or won't? Wear seatbelt or don't? Want or need insurance or no?
Safely use drugs? I'll use' em, too. Go somewhere to be there?
Live, love, party and enjoy many ways and things?
Not harming Anyone. To do that?
We got to choose? No wearing two left shoes.
Yet, protect and defend myself, Yourself, Ourselves!
By any means God in Heaven has and will give Us, yea! Alleluia, yea!
Cause, Jesus Christ says, anythings is possible for, especially only for,
and with God, Our Father the perfect Spirit and Friend! Always to forever, yea!
Endless, oh yeah, yea!
Alleluia, oh yeah, yea, too!
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Since the dawn of civilization…since we humans were begun
look at all we have accomplished…look at all the things we’ve done.
When you stop to think about it…our accomplishments are grand…
We built boats to take us across the waters…
and cars so we can drive across the land.
We’ve learned to harness the wind and sun…
to glide high in a balloon….
We’ve sent rockets to the stars.
We landed people on the moon.
We learned how to use electricity and fire
to provide us with warmth and light.
We built houses with indoor plumbing…
We taught ourselves to read and write.
When you look at all we’ve accomplished…
and how every day we add something new
It makes one stop and wonder…
is there anythings we human’s can’t do?
But there is a downside to our creativity…if you’re keeping score…
We’ve also created different ways to kill each other….
In our hate…we’re created guns and bombs…and war.
Oh, how I wish we humans would combine our expertise…
Would put our collective minds together
and find a way to create peace.
Creating peace, I believe, would be our greatest accomplishment of all…
And…until we do all our other achievements
will seem meager,
insignificant…
and small.
It was a long shot
taken after a major
emotional battle...
A series of thoughts
draining my brain
making me feel less of
a person
because i sold my heart
to Satan, traded it
for what was another woman's
Which never made sense
except for the fact that it felt
good...
You have made me
your emotional bank and you
most treasured scared piece
of flesh that makes my head
spin and my taste buds explode
and when we talk
between forgotten passages
and take walks in deserted gardens
the arrows you hold to the back
of my heart etches deeper
cuts the arteries holding together
my sanity
and bleeds emotions new to
my heart but brings spectacular comfort
and for you I would do
anythings just so you can
touch my hand again
look deep into my eyes
and say those three most
intangible words in ancient English
then I would know
you are the only person who ever
really got to know the true color
of my eyes
but never really saw the fire
you lit in them
And just so to end my insomnia
I will hunt down that bastard of a kid
steal his bow, and plant it deep
into your heart
so you could understand
Why it hurts so much
to love you back
In a way I doubt
you will ever love me in...
What Wasted Wastes!
Wasted debates
Wasted dialogues
Wasted breathes
Wasted efforts
Wasted energies
Wasted times
Wasted days
Wasted weeks
Wasted months
Wasted years
Wasted lifetimes
Wasted knowledges
Wasted secrets
Wasted powers
Wasted egos
Wasted loves
Wasted emotions
Wasted existences
Wasted pleasures
Wasted pains
Wasted pleasurable-pains
Wasted gains
Wasted seeds
Wasted ideas
Wasted beliefs
Wasted facts
Wasted fictions
Wasted thoughts
Wasted minds
Wasted actions
Wasted words
Wasted poems
Wasted proses
Wasted poetic-proses
Wasted spoken words
Wasted literatures
Wasted artworks
Wasted philosophies
Wasted books
Wasted injustices
Wasted justices
Wasted priniciples
Wasted ethics
Wasted values
Wasted morals
Wasted proofs
Wasted evidences
Wasted sciences
Wasted religions
Wasted myths
Wasted fairly tales
Wasted fables
Wasted legends
Wasted histories
Wasted everythings
Wasted anythings
Wasted nothings
Wasted waste we are
Or are we not wasted waste?
are we not wasted nothings?
I keep having dreams and though in reality we are nothing in my dreams we are everything. In
my dreams we are holding hands and walking down the street together. In my dreams the world
is a little softer because i'm with you. The world seems right in a wrong way. I keep having
dreams about wanting to kiss you and it's weird thing. I never pictured myself ever falling like
this. But in dreams anythings possible. In dreams I could have you. Your so off limits its crazy.
My mind keeps flashing to you on the daily. Everyone is trying to keep us apart like crazy. At
least I have my dreams. My simple little dreams. Where even if it's imagination you are in love
with me. In my dreams I am the happiest girl alive. In my dreams I don't need to touch the sky
because I can already grasp it. In my dreams my heart is so swollen that I can barely breath. In
my dreams I am happy.
Form:
if i could
make you happy
just by waving my hand
it would be the least of things
i hope you understand
but i prefer something greater
like swiming across the sea
or climb the highest mountian
just so you could see me
like a child says "mommy watch"
just pretend that's me
i'd dig a hole to china
with you watching me
and when it comes to taming lions
anythings worth a try
i'd do it in a second
if i knew i'd catch your eye
i'd cross the Gobi Desert
if you were on the other side
walk from here to Tim Buc too
if that is where you hide
i'd dive into the Baltic sea
if you were in a submarine
and tap on the hatch my code
to let you know where ever you go
i won't be far behind
so when it comes to making you happy
that's nothing to me
i could think of a lot of things
but i think i'll start
by waving my hand
Form:
The Scottish climate is something else
there's a coldness that bites within
one needs well wrapped up outside
protect your inner soul so not to sin
Its renowned climate here in Scotland
with so much rainfall through the year
one never knows what the forecast says
anythings possible when rain does hear
There is a force that comes through
the hills and mountains of Scotland
these winds can be so very strong
really blows victor over many a hand
On the North coastlines full force
both east and west can tear life apart
winds come in off the turbulent waves
at such force, many point them as art
In the spring/summer times its not all bad
it can be so lovely with a little sunshine
these times can be few among the rest
all these tests you so how is your spine?
(This is written about the weather in Scotland.)
A kind and loving person, having showing, proceeding benevolence: kind words.
To be Christ like their a
Christian
indulgent, considerate, helpful toward humane animals.
good-hearted, tender, caring disposition
To be Christ like their a
Christian
Rebuking the devourer calling the father of lies a liar
To be Christ like their a
Christian
Obliging, unselfish, altruistic, good, cooperative
Affectionate, loving, warm, gentle, mellow, mild and considerate
Selfless feelings shared for all humanity
To be Christ like their a
Christian
Affectionate, loving, warm, gentle, mellow, mild.
Considerate, helpful, thoughtful accommodating attentive kind.
To be forgiving of all and anythings…
Gentle and mild
To be Christ like their a
Christian
3/7/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©
Germaphobe.
Cleanliness of my home is a sure must
because I'm a germaphobe full of fear
can not cope with any dirt, any dust
afraid of that stuff from anythings rear,
stay indoors alone when high wind doth gust
washing hands testing soap is my career,
stay very clean all the time, I’ve no trust
no grime, dirt or filth, windows clean and clear
I must clean the toilet ten times a day
also bath, shower, walls and every floor
Constantly washed my hair so now it's grey
I can't touch handles on any strange door,
this quirky behaviour rules my whole life
to me it's an illness not just an obsession
creating problems especially for my wife
saintly attitude towards my indiscretion.
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stepping forward out from the past,
each day something new my heart must grasp,
please give me opportunities that i can share,
and give me the strength to always be there,
with loving arms to reach out in need,
so i may guide and sow to plant your seeds,
while i am weak, you are always strong,
even when i can't feel you, i know your not gone,
guiding my steps, removing my obstacles,
with you, Lord, i know that anythings possible,
your powerful words, your warm embrace,
your unfailing love, your infinite grace,
the valley may be deep, while the mountains look so high,
but i will look straight ahead, for it's towards you that i climb,
big steps or small steps, the size doesn't matter,
as long as your with me, as long as we're together