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She brought her fish with her
To remind her of home
And because she trusted no one to feed them like she did
She was persnickety like that
They were not nice to her today,
roughed her up a bit while they strip-searched her.
Told her after all she had gone through
She could see her husband tomorrow. He was in punishment.
What could be more punishment than where he was?
She stared across the courtyard at the prison
Wondering which window belonged to him
Did he even have a prison?
The bed was lumpy, uncomfortable
And she found someone else’s hair in the sheets
Not the cleanest room she had ever rented
But she wanted to stay where she was, so she kept this quiet.
Praying that tomorrow she might actually get to see her man
After they roughed her up and strip searched her.
She told the fish “You don’t know how lucky you are”
having no idea her husband had hanged himself three days prior.
I am writing to you because I know you have a wish.
I have been thinking diligently about your wish. It is not
going to be easy but I think it can be done. First I am going
to break down your overall wish into many smaller wishes.
I want you to get that electric car you always wanted. That huge
backyard protected from unwanted visitors. I know you have a love
for life...do you remember when you told me - You should never eat
anything that once had a heart. I miss all those organic vegetables,
fruits, growing foods you use to treat me to.
I want you to be able to see the stars at night not hidden by the
crud in the air. Enjoy a sunset free of gaseous neon colors. Rid
the world of killing machines. Did you know there are weapons now
can kill hundreds in a few minutes, I know it would break your heart
to watch.
Than I want you to fill your lungs in the cleanest of air plumped up
with an abundance of oxygen. Drink from the oceans, lakes, rivers,
bays fresh thirst quenching water. Can you imagine all water life
free of cancerous tumors, fishies free of disease but I am off on
a tangent. I want you to play in the rain without fear. Have you
heard of acid rain?
I want you to get each and every single wish that I mention.
Delivered to you by the most gentle of breezes. In the frozen
fingers of the icebergs. Some in the whirlwind motion of the
smallest of tornadoes. Others through the hairline cracks of
the best behaved of all earthquakes.
I love you with all my heart. I know so many have changed
without remorse. They are so busy looking for the pot of
gold at the end of the rainbow they no longer notice the rainbow.
So many wishes you yearn.
I wish for you mother, at the very least your children would
stop raping you, sodomising you. Mother Earth we your children,
us the humans live here by your grace...well my wish for you
mother is that your children would stop all the denial, all the
arguments, the rationalizations...we have all the excuses for
what we do to you. I wish what you wish mother. I wish your
children would show you the respect you deserve. Just that
no more, no less.
Love, Always
Maurice
20~12~2014
Sponsor: Isaiah Zerbst
Contest Name: My Wish For You
It comes like a slip in the day~
a blue stillness,
a pause I didn’t ask for
but must walk through.
The operating room is bright,
too bright,
as if the world has been pared
to its cleanest edge.
A feather rests on the tray~
not real, but the thought of one:
light,
soft,
bound to air
the way I am bound
to this hour.
Memory stirs~
the half-dream drift
of all I’ve lived through,
all I’ve held,
all I’ve let fall.
Peace is not loud here.
It is a small pulse
in my wrist,
a breath that says
I am still
in the world,
even now,
even in this
unexpected place.
And when I wake,
the light has changed.
The day has moved on.
But something in me
has learned
the quiet art
of returning.
Uncertain Picture
We see her in the garden of this world.
Adorned in beauty seldom seen among women.
Gentle in all her ways; like a young doe in the forest.
Her large innocent eyes, are gentle pools of blue.
Her face an alabaster lily,
Framed by the warm sunbeam of her hair.
She is quietly arrayed; in natural beauty.
The gentle rustle of her skirts, makes music when she walks.
She sits among the daffodils; blending with the flowers;
Till she is one of them,
Only brighter than the rest.
Purest of the pure she seems; cleanest of the clean.
Then she lights up a filter king;It’s springtime fresh.
sunshine heals me through the mirror
moonlight heals me through the window
the united luminescence blesses me through constant reminders
i find activity and its new stories through you
radiance fills the void that was once overwhelmed by parasitic loneliness
effervescence fills the void that was previously overtaken by the stalest of air
upliftment fills the void that was earlier overthrown by merciless and intentional discouragement
i find contentment and its newfound discoveries through you
you are a True Gift from God in the form of the cleanest and the most Miraculous Water
as a result, i grow in continuance and become more profound and complex
it makes me so proud to express each mention and each thought of You as a Proper Noun
you are like the ex lax for my constipated emotions and the ginseng for my slumbered brain
sunshine heals me through the mirror
moonlight heals me through the window
the united luminescence blesses me through constant reminders
i find the Better Half of Who I Am through You....
"Circumstances circumcision
all diced up in false religions
failure to disagree
but yet they agree
will have their own guilty plea
the truth of life and lots of trees
cleanest the air in and out of me
we're all caught up in fake absolutes
Elder statemen and clergy European duped
Constant persuasional personal private provident
Discord unrelentless faucity unending Liberty
O say can you see
Pay for packages stolen off porches
too young individuals having lost divorces
hurts and treasures
false riches endeavors
justified embraced enslavement
rallied allied negative entertainment
Grace's virtues falsehoods allergy captivating yet you stand we all suffer the Mysteries of men bystanding truth
failure to disagree
but yet they agree
will have their own guilty plea
the truth of life and lots of trees
cleanest the air in and out of me
we're all caught up in fake absolutes
Elder statemen and clergy European duped
Constant persuasional personal private provident
Discord unrelentless faucity unending Liberty
O say can you see
This disfranchise differences man's truth
Boardly grossed based absolute"
2/13/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024
From the Instrumental Oh by CIARA
Music playing
Goals
This is for my businesses
That you trying to get off the ground
It's going to happen for you
This go round
Put in the work
Put in the time
Put in the people
You'll be fine
It doesn't happen overnight
Give it all your might
Keep it up
Don't fall
But if you happen to
This is what I want you to do
Have goals
Pray and watch them unfold
Put in work put in work
Goals
Pray and watch them unfold unfold
You remember when they said that you couldn't
But you did
Had dreams
Stuck to them since we was kids
Manifest
Did your best
Completed test
That you supposed to failed
Look at me
Created by thee
If you don't support oh well
I got some people riding
I got some people smiling
Wishing you would jump on the success wagon
It's enough for us
For us to all eat
Ciara please play this beat
Goals
Have goals
Pray and watch them unfold
Put in work put in work
Goals
Pray and watch them unfold unfold
Rap
You said I couldn't but I did did did
I
Wrote my goals
And applied it it it
I called up a few friends
Who support support support
My vision I'mma pass the torch torch torch
I had a vision told a few people how I feel
I told God first told him take the wheel wheel
He took it and guided it it it
And I keep the cleanest purest heart
He said stay humble
You'll stumble but I got something big
You are my daughter my son
The best is yet to come
Pray to me and keep it sincere
Know that I'll always be here
I didn't get you the spirit of fear
Let's make that clear
Whatever you want to do
In life I got you
Keep achieving you got this I'm talking goals
Have goals
Pray and watch them unfold
Put in work put in work
Goals
Pray and watch them unfold unfold
Written by :Concetta Hardnett
01/09/2022
Hey Mr Doggy, you are as tall as me
I am doing you a favour, stand still and you will see
I am going to wash and dry you, and make you smell so nice
Because at the minute, you smell like my dead mice.
Mummy told me off when; I washed my mice in the bath
I thought they would like a swim, but that idea was naff.
She told me not to bathe things that are smaller than me
So I am going to wash you, you will like it, just wait and see.
You have curly hair; I want to brush it out
Mummy uses conditioner on me, so it doesn’t make me shout
I haven’t got conditioner so I am using some stuff I found
It doesn’t look too bad, and it only cost a pound.
Please let me scrub you now, as I am not in a rush
I already washed daddy’s car, I found a wire brush
It’s made some pretty silver lines and he will just love them
Some look like flowers, on a very long stem.
I have my bucket of water; I found the water in the loo
So don’t worry please Mr Doggy, I know it looks all blue
You will be the cleanest dog, anyone ever saw
And mummy won’t be mad, when she sees my messy floor
I didn’t mean to do it but when the fish wanted to play
I thought they might like a walk as it is a sunny day
It took me ages to catch them, the silly little fish
And they weren’t very happy when I left them in that dish
They didn’t seem to like it when I took them from the tank
And when they went to sleep, they began to smell quite rank
I tried to put them back but when I dropped them in
I fell and pulled the tank off and it didn’t half make a din
So now I am cleaning up, everything I see
And I know mummy and daddy will be pleased with me
So Mr Doggy, please stand still and let me get you clean
I even have some paste that says your teeth will gleam.
© 12/06/2013
Contest Entry: Little Lad and Big Dog
Nobody reaches to lord until leaving the rest
Tresaure of heart can't be opened until it is the pure cleanest
Extract the mundane from the tongue so Lord manifests
Until it is flourished, Sultan will not settle to palace
Perceivers of the secret of dying before death
Have seen judgement day before the trumpet blowed
Face of Lord's house has been circumamblated by lovers
Without house of Mamur at the sky and Kaaba at the earth
Shemsi burns continously at a strange sorrow
Wants to content Lord without being hated by public
Written By Shemseddini Sivasi
Translation Onur Ünlü
A tropical vacation that I never shall forget
The clearest cleanest ocean that I’ve ever seen as yet
I dabbled in a rock pool with a bamboo handled net
I told my wife, “It’s just for fun, to see what I might get.”
She said, “I know you all too well, you’re looking for a pet,
But look around, there’s no one here - you’ll never find a vet.
So go check out that ocean blue and get your Speedos wet,
I’ve never seen you swim a stroke; not since the day we met.”
I couldn’t let her know why I broke out in such a sweat
The fact I never learnt to swim is something I regret
But I was loathe to let my children’s mother see me fret
And so I said, “I think instead, I’ll have a cigarette.”
How soon we stepped on British tarmac from our Jumbo Jet
My wife waved to our eldest son who’d brought his red corvette
She handed him a ten pound note and said, “That clears my debt,
You’re right, your father cannot swim: I guess you won the bet.”