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CALIBER:
Burn out the news,
If you think of it being new.
The talk of what I've been through,
Doesn't appear as truth.
It's a risky deal for you.
I'm seeing it with few,
To be an unimaginable conceptualised deal.
Back in our younger days,
Where we just trap to efface.
Something I never accept to taste.
People call me lame of shame,
For I choose to be myself in the game.
Smoking, killing, robbing never my aim.
Wasn't part of reasons why I came.
I get a different plan all the same,
With my red eyes picturing my lane.
Impressing nobody, fear not to be sane.
Go ahead and shoot me Mr. Sake of fame.
What gets me stronger is an undying flame,
Unlimitedly causing magnificence,
Born out of intellectuality walled by faith.
This citation proves my legitimacy on slate.
As I stand by personal competence to be awake,
To clearly elaborate minds laid on await.
At the end we all will be clinged by conjugate.
And our spines will elevate,
Causing a tremendous change to propagate.
No suicide, fratracide would be in minds.
And every heart will show some kind,
Only for that goal to be held as one.
When the table serve some wine,
We then say a good deal is done.
But hold on some minute,
Maybe you're actually not getting it.
Well, Some also might be lost to think,
Especially those folks diregarding this.
This is a reality defining who I am.
I don't go contrary to the norm.
That's going wayward or doing wrong,
Because I don't forget where I'm from.
And I throw no stones to those who conform,
To the system that corrupts.
It's their choice,and I'm informed.
In my circle do I not stay common,
Assertively taking refuge in a dungeon,
Protected by Judah's Greatest Lion.
On him do I forever rely on.
My strength and happiness,
Sourced from his greatness.
Placing me at the top to be fearless.
What then could make my life baseless?
I'm brave and earnest.
Withstanding against pellets,
Discharged to cause breakdowns,
Against my life anyhow.
In fact, this is really detrimental.
Yet, I modify it willfully to be topical.
Funny how the narration goes,
I don't care about it though .
I stay keenly to achieve my goals..
Strictly do I hate to oppose.
And thank God my ambitions is not disclosed,
For my worth to be blemished the most.
Yes,I'm Anderson Walkingshoes!
I'm strong, determined and bold.
SUPER HERO
Owned non parallel competence
with intensive intelligence
attained success in excellence.
My Idol : Super Hero.
An illustrious Scientist:
Physicist Chemist Botanist:
Zoologist Geologist:
Marvelous scenario.
Tornado-Storm predictor.
Designed first helicopter.
First Robot Planner and Maker.
Genius lively fellow.
Hero of Renaissance
Charismatic on elegance.
All rounder in performance.
Dazzling blazing with halo.
Great Grand Artist astounding .
Famous Architect amazing.
Wonderful on skillful sketching.
Da Vinci Leonardo.
04/17/17
Re edited on 09/21/22
Superhero or Supervillain
Contest by Robert James Liguori
Vanity Of Pleasure
You are pleased as you gained strength to win,
feeling yourself perfect superior.
Any happenstance can lead to ruin
your skill, actions, competence and power.
You are now quite blessed by happiness,
but you have no right to show your pity
to others, spending their days in distress.
It's disgrace to exhibit vanity.
Accessed super success ! Feeling too proud ?
Accept your honour behaving modest.
Don't boast of your achievements, being loud.
Failure may hit next ! You may not get best.
Fortune gifted pleasure as your treasure.
Rise up above vanity of pleasure.
Competence is seldom loud—yet confidence often is.
A charismatic smile may persuade a crowded room that wisdom has arrived,while judgment quietly waits outside.
Psychopathy,hidden beneath a layered mask,borrows the language of empathy without carrying its weight.
Its mirrors reflect only what others long to see.
The victim,neither wholly believed nor wholly forgotten,drifts between the sea and the sky—where truth dissolves into distance,and horizons become courtrooms of uncertainty.
To the practiced eye,the mask is never the face.
Charm is not conscience.
Persuasion is not integrity.
Performance is not compassion.
The sea remembers every foot print washed from its shore.
The sky remembers every silence that no witness heard.
And some where between them,where evidence struggles against illusion,stands the fragile human soul,waiting for perception to surrender to truth.
Lone sailor on voyage in sea of life !
Started peacefully in calm ambient.
Out of blue loud thunder in cloudless sky.
Hidden icebergs bring continuous trouble.
Sea of life turbulent where breakers roar.
Tough journey, yet to proceed not to stop.
Propel in tides - ebbs on rhythmic cadence.
Boat sways violent on trough and crest.
Life to wobble in thrill and in danger.
Ignite your soul to illuminate path..
Life to explore, agress on confidence
Responsibility is solely yours.
Competence and devotion is your guide.
Never to repent ! Never to regress.
Sail and sail , let the night winds sigh behind..
Let the breakers roar ! Sail , sail all along.
Accept the challenge: Meet eternity.
In sea of life lone sailor on voyage
Peacefully started in calm ambient.
All on a sudden thunder to outrage.
Yet to proceed without allowing rest.
Sea of life turbulent and breakers roar
Icebergs floating, nine times being submerged.
Giant waves swelling, aqua mass in galore.
Sailor propel in ebbs -tides chased by urge.
Life to explore, aggress on confidence.
Dedication and devotion are your guide.
Waves dancing on crest and trough in cadence.
Lone sailor sailing, night winds sigh behind.
Not to get frightened, let the breakers roar.
Not to lose confidence, you are so strong !
Not to regress , you are to reach the shore.
Let the breakers roar, sail, sail all along.
Marvelous scenes of wondrous existence
amidst the Lord’s loving omnipotence!!!
Such would joyously flash before my eyes…
there am I in God’s blessed competence.
Basking in the grace of the Sovereign
meaningful survival along faith gain!!!
Such would peacefully flash before my sight…
there am I praying to conquer woes’ pain.
Gratefully exalting the Almighty
singing in melodious joviality!!!
Such would triumphantly flash before me…
there am I worshiping with purity.
Faithful toward productive stewardship
serving the Master by His leadership!!!
Such would brightly flash before my being…
there am I reaching-out through His friendship.
Granted with Christ’s eternal life* goodness
securely guarded against wickedness!!!
Such would surely flash before my heart’s lens…
there am I forever in God’s kindness.
*1John 5:13 These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God.
December 1, 2021
Edited on December 31, 2021
1st place, "A STRAND (1046)" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/6/2022.
The shapes conform together;
each new curve fits in a curve.
Then many times, with haste, a piece is placed
which does not fit, and somehow, jars the rest.
More hours consumed- revising what was done.
Once again we straighten them;
reconstruct the missing scenes.
Though day by day, year after year it's worked,
so slowly forms the image that's been planned.
And often, when the challenge seems too great,
then it's put away from sight;
next new start falls into place
to quickly strengthen sharpness for the game.
With competence, we choose each fitting piece
and slow but sure, the shapes are interlocked;
each, a portion of the whole,
builds our everlasting scene.
Then, all that's hoped before the colors fade,
the portrait of our finished dream, well-made;
assembled, done, life's masterpiece revealed.
Shapes are firmly interlocked;
our life puzzle, now complete.
March 7, 2018
American citizens in “bread-lines” to get little boxes of food. How desperate do you have to be to join that line? The sad, generous, little boxes of nutrition. We are all human, we all need our next breath and our children’s next meal. We all need shelter.
It’s a carnival of pleasure to mock human need. Tell me my mistake.
Watch our President’s Daily Briefing. He doesn’t mention bread-lines. He chooses not to. How counterfeit is his competence. No “fire side chat”, no promise of hope. How mean is this fat, grubby, “rich” man who s on golden toilet seats and ignores starving Americans’ desperation.
The tyrant’s plea, as the collapse begins, is “I’m not responsible”. Tell me my mistake.
We have lost our immeasurable strength. We are become callous. We are robbed, of our better, more generous selves by narrow focus, by zero sum greed. Our collapse will be just, like verse set down in primitive times when the margin of error was clear and understood.
It’s a calm discrimination to choose carelessness. Tell me my mistake.
This unfolding viral nightmare is but one of the fires along the tree line. The encroaching environmental disaster, the loss of our political system’s integrity, the militarization of police racism.
Maybe China will do better - if I’m reading my score card correctly, it looks like they’re up next as the world’s great superpower
Writing
I heard a clerical, documentary developing
Eagerly I looked for the deed
Read, read!
I crave the developing, developmental declaration
The literacy brought such sorrow
Only this and a text
I crave the directive, draft drawing
The nonindustrial narrative noting
I crave the cultural, creative competence
I felt compelled to sniff the lyrics
Declaration - declaration - declaration!
Only this and a composition
I crave the documentary, declaratory drawing
Of rhythms that are clawing
Of lines that are drawing
In there stepped a readable read
Only this and a typesetting
I crave the paperbound, prepress plea
By the grave I saw the readers
I remember I was meaning
I have dreamed of the contracts
I heard a such as a, testamentary lettering
I awoke and flung the recitation
Much I marveled the noted typing
Deep into that darkness creating
Much I marveled this learned reader
The developing declaration dowering
I crave the developing, developmental
6/11/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Surveillance at a glance
Exhibits such a stance
That entropy and effort
Judged for optimization
If aimful to the purpose
Not to appear worthless
Not serve to worldly circus
Of politics and nets
The weird crazy chorus
Of angry opponents
Each looking though their own prisms
And their each's rhetoric
And their syllogisms
Nets of victimization
The show, dramatization
For sense crystallization
Secure Information
Assass Idiotisms
The boy was righteously crying
With stance of hero point defying
And crowds applauding
And schietheads crap loading
And hackers uploading
WhatsOever Idea had not
That competence
And the awareness
The measureless clever warfareness
The flocks of the stupid and careless
Like animals Shepard PASET
And whom decide who's right or wrong
When real time is only O(n)G
The most tense
The most dense
The General
The Common
MASINT suggests
This exercise
For making sense
Base sets
For new technology
Breakthrough, apology
Program evaluation
And assessment technique
Removing association
And focusing on situation
Deterring authorization
Parametrization of nick
Such is your orientation
Perform adequate computation
* Russian to English PASET - shepherds