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Tell us of folks with conscience clear on terror; of trusted neo
terrorists that oust teams, terrorizing thousands... near, far, and wide
May it marinate in their minds; peace and equality are as grated rind
with scent of pure zing... unlike vexed souls, bent on terrorism
Just last night, amid day light, before photographer's sky, right in
spring's warmth... such unforgiving moment of sudden fright
Thunderous wondrous sounds of bombs whirred, then cease, and
just like that came sight of flight 8430, blown to fallen pieces of debris
I saw red, white, and blue of American airlines's plane, meshed with chaos
just as those blown to smithereens during 9ll... Still I'll fly. Why shouldn't I?
In this land of plenty, we won't share cowardice with tyrants of immorality;
not on their watch! freedom bell has rung for everyone free of contentions
"Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." (... they knew not...)
Flight 8430 felt Coup DE main... not of You, Great God of earth, sky, and dew
I shan't forget humongous, booming sounds of invisible bombs that flew and
flung sudden terror so near, i hastened with thoughts of Islam and coercion
Of intimidation, degradation, castration; of trepidation, and mutilation
that moved me to see martyrdom in terrorism as ignoble affiliations
I'm due like you to sit snug and breathe with ease here and now, without
quest; will I survive or will I have time to utter one final goodbye
Night's stream of consciousness was dream, dear God, but Your world need You...
only You; by power of Your might, turn terror to unadulterated thanksgiving; so
As we ponder canvas of sky with eyes beyond clouds; we'll grace life with
courage; for we shall over come with hope, with aims, and with our dreams.
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Porous pride sucked sassy strength leased
b' bounty biddings hoisted hurls greased.
"f two cods, crushed contentions dangled -
their salient stances 'n' hexed dribbles.
Quoth th' first t' twain bis, "Oft would you grudge?
Knowing that ere thou wert torn trudge
hoisted horizon "f pain punctured.
Why ergo thou'rt "n offshoot "f fractures?"
Torn twain b' lanky liquor smitten
which behove with erst ñ ill'sion driven,
hewn haggard syllables 'n' did robe
fractured folly 'n gullible glows.
Anon skipped torn twain like gazelle,
treading lands as waves - lured limbs hexed.
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Note:
a) of damp drunkards
b) Written apace with Middle English lexis:
i) Hexed - Charmed
ii) Quoth - said
iii) twain - two
iv) bis - twice
v) oft - often
vi) ere - before
vii) wert - were
viii) ergo - then
ix) thou'rt - You're
x) behove - suited
xi) erst - first
xii) Anon - Immediately
xiii) Cods - Men
c) The following are used with no syllabic consequences:
i) b' - by
ii) "f - of
iii) 'n' - and
iv) th' - the
v) t' - to
vi) 'n - in
vii) ñ - on
viii) "n - an
In a mist of a perfect way
You come across in such dismay
And in the daunting of a new brilliant day
So the sun shines the clouds are now out of the way
It's a dawning falling falling fraunting calling
Hey first the bobble in the waters colors collar
Stops the flutter of the wind the calling birds falling bug crawling
Will those the birds whose been frozen
In mid flight risen trying to fly to a warmer climate
It's winter it's cold it's bold I'm told
You come across you seem a bit lost
You being held on a cross
Yet you shed no blood the weather unravels the storms
You're cold not warm
you feeling a little better and yet you're better than the lather
If by calling winter's chance if by calling springs romance if by calling
The sun to rest yet so shines even past dusk
What's the rush
Go global warming is a busk
Whom do you trust glaciers melting catastrophe flood waters covers me
Universal climate change continents being rearranged
All I can do is sink or swim
Someone recommend a pandemic
Millions of people dying complemented variance
Violence contentions murders chaos in this dimension did I mention
Blood running down the streets stepping over by non-shoed feet
I wait upon the dissension of the descending
Coming down is a bright and brilliant Son
Passive passage pastor World War II this has become
a hidden drama World War III is finally freed times that be
That new occasion has finally been amazing
Turning gold to old silver dinosaur blood was it called once oil
Global changing turning hot into cold
And yet sadness reigns dramatic disdains
The mark of the beast has finally deceased
Did you partake of his wants he said these our your needs
In the waiting of the dissension of the descending
Coming down there is a brilliant bright Son
Coming now parting the skies
Who is this descending son
Jesus King of Kings Lord of Lord
God's only Son
Now after a thousand years riegn and wait
Shall be a new Heaven and New Earth
1/4/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Someone said that you're either a man or a woman,
well now, maybe Rishi was right, say it if you can;
you may not choose although perhaps it's coming,
how many more will be playing football we're wondrin.
We need a new changing room, we have to be sure,
to make certain that no one's peeping under the door;
what to do about the armed forces, dodgy seems to me,
but in hindsight they could scare the .... out of the enemy.
Sporting events could be a problem if there's about face,
may not be allowed to participate in an egg and spoon race;
these contentions all become just a bit of a silly drag,
when every year you'll need to be one year older to have a ... .
It was just bad enough if I couldn't find a decent breast,
no guarantees now, be careful, you might have second guessed.
In a heart full of hurts and pain, un-forgiveness is born,
where love and mercy, has now been torn.
Bitterness, anger and hatred, now sets in,
and a life of sorrows, and sadness begins.
Where un-forgiveness is, contentions will always be,
killing the the Spirit of Goodness, in you and me.
Un-forgiveness, only destroys the bearers own life,
as they struggle each day, in their heart aches and strife.
Misery is never far behind, you know what they say,
misery loves company, it’s always been that way.
So we fight and we argue, trying to gain the ground,
twirling in this darkness, much company is found,
Alone in our silence and peace, we won’t ever be,
if we allow unforgiveness, to keep us company.
The light is low but the music loud,
blaring from fiddles and steel guitars.
The bar is filled with a moderate crowd,
could be anywhere, but here they are,
drinking and two-stepping in this bar.
But the sight of them must inspire fear,
for the media says,’Only racists drink here.’
Stanley in boots is twirling his wife.
Conner, in trucker hat, does some shots.
A country band covers Make It Through the Night,
While Big Billy won’t move from his spot,
Sharing wings those who sadly have got,
A taste for plain and everyday beer,
a sure sign the only racists drink here.
Now Stanley you see is dark as coal,
and not from working in the mines,
His wife is pale, and lives not on the dole.
For thirty years by each other’s side,
taking the challenges of life in stride.
But the sight of this makes it ever clear,
they must be racists if they’re drinking here.
Conner’s a man who has never hurt
a single person in all of his days,
He runs the gas station down on of McGirk,
and keeps people going their way,
He puts in long hours for his pay.
But selling gas draws apocalypse near,
and only a racist would be drinking here.
Big Billy may not always eat healthy,
but his smile sure lights up the town,
The nicest of fellows, plays Santa for free,
in December when Christmas comes round,
for all the little kids in the town.
But to city folk, that’s plainly weird,
and he must be a racist for drinking here.
The band up front survives on covers
ff musicians who’ve been to the Opry,
They’re known across West Virginia,
for tunes both swinging and twangy,
they never leave the folks hanging.
But there is no turn-table in their gear,
so they must be racists for playing here.
The owner has heard this all before,
the endless and smug contentions,
from those who country-folk plainly abhor,
those who say he’s beyond redemption,
With not a whit of evidence to mention.
He lets them have their imagined fears,
he’d never want those scum drinking here.
December 1 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 1Corinthians 9-11
Key Verse – 1Corinthians 9:9 … God take care for oxen?
FAITH IN GOD WHO TAKES CARE OF US
God takes care of us and our spiritual security
By His power upholding our faith’s salvation-surety
Against weakness that brings instability
For us to keep our bodies under His authority.
God takes care of us and our redemption’s assurance
By His Word increasing our faith’s perseverance
Against temptation with alluring appearance
For us to entrust our hearts to His truth’s endurance.
God takes care of us and our sanctified blessedness
By His might strengthening our faith’s steadfastness
Against sinfulness along attacks of doubtfulness
For us to cast our unbelief while seeking His forgiveness.
God takes care of us and our fruitful stewardship
By His partnership exhorting our faith’s diligent workmanship
Against contentions that distract us in our sincere worship
For us to set our discipleship toward His guardianship.
God takes care of us and our heavenly vision
By His Scriptures enlightening our faith’s right decision
Against deceit with falsehood’s oppression
For us to yield our pride as we beseech His supervision.
God takes care of us and our eternal investment
By His divine wealth enriching our faith’s accomplishment
Against selfishness that destroys commitment
For us to surrender our personal freedom to His leadership-settlement.
God takes care of us and our prayerful plight
By His favour cheering our faith’s performance-might
Against hypocrisy with arrogance-blight
For us to offer our service for His glory’s delight.
December 1, 2025
Distressing Calls of Discontent
Distressing calls of discontent frowning upon my brow
Convalescing with the fall of a malcontent who was too haughty and proud
Coalescing in forms of consequence that are meant to be spoken out loud
Blessing the tall deliverance of being alone among the crowd
Interjections of circumspections for those crossing the civil lines
Mass contentions of introspection as we search for the divine
Condescensions from such pretension that it stupefies the mind
Predilections of inventions that are formed from those who actively look for what they find
Revolution from inside the homes of those who cant afford to pay their rent
Evolution of a Darwinian theory that Creationism circumvents
Convolution of a weary postulation that’s going around inside my head
Pollution of a planet that refuses to create a carbon dent
Microscopic elements under review for replication
Biopic relevance of a relative who is patiently genetically awaiting
Some myopic recognition of the claims that they are steaking
While I’m off the topic I’m still reeling from the borders that I’m breaking
Incandescent reflections that imbibe a lucid dream
Convalescent infections that permeate a populace to scream
Illuminesent interjections of light from the purity of a single sunbeam
Reminiscent of collections that are above the creation of a common theme
Musing always soothing my mind while ceasing the debate
Grooving all the time while I try to syncopate
Perusing all these ethical crimes that make one want to incubate
While using the refine to give and remain hesitant to take
Ammunition for another war that transcends national borderlines
Intuition used only for the expansion of mankind
Premonitions that abhor everything but the expansion of the mind
Nightly visions that store it all across the passages of time
The End
Flowing from sad eyes, weeping while mourning
Rivers of tears caused by words of lewd scorning
Angry insults inflict wounds too painful to abide
Garnering grief that no gentle person could hide
Imagine the suffering vile contentions can start
Lamentable lacerations that pierce a fragile heart
Emotional bruises often tear relationships apart
How can sensitive people protect themselves?
Encourage them to look within, where valor delves
Allow no bitter words to be the cause of misgiving
Restraint of an evil tongue would need no forgiving
Take these admonishing phrases into consideration
Safeguard fragile hearts with benevolent veneration
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October 15, 2016 * Acrostic Contest * Sponsored by John Hamilton
A word play you said! The mimic copycat this day
For hundreds of people to sigh and feel the now
Will take ages to write one and play! Forby and see'
The butter skin the irish eyes tiptoe stepped on ice
Waves of her curles shivered in tense and gazed
Immense coolness peaceful haze and mist in air
All inside that body that stage in silence hallowed
Hello..... Is any one there.....hmm finally..... alone
Kissing glaring dawn in silence, yet polyphoned
Quivering to puff to rush to gust all the throne
And how i never want to walk on that soil again
Just phase, attach how many extensive theories
Just having space; to think without contentions
To reach beyond dreams something never seen
Never heard of, never established before or nor
This is where i stand now.
04/05/2017