Long Impairs Poems
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Mother lowers her sullen face
against a volatile wind,
tasting the insolence
of a heavy laden gust
As she heaves quietly
from musings of unaswered dreams
grating her senses -- hope clinging--
through pits of lonely thoughts
delicately cleansing snarled faith
and disheveled pauses...
where hours impairs near death
as uncertain answers grow pale
...Waking her slow breaths flowing
from tears... Dad in a stupor :
I dreamed within her own dream
a fervent wish of life restored
that she hears my silent words
her boney figure collapsing --
through the bleakest of bleak nights
numbed from pain ...from agony,
That under panels of glass,
...we clutch onto that wish for life
My dream blending with her plea...
and realize she has learned
to pray with me in the rain.
Revival
We humans wept for the revival
Nothing nor time can be at arrival
Yet, the redshift of revival was horrendous
It often creeps the dream of wondrous
Sadly, shirked the throbbing drums
Yes! The soreness after the bubblegum
Thumps that messaged the wounds
Click away the silly sticky bounds
We, humans, sobbed for the curves
And constantly impairs the scattered nerves
Universe testified the forbearance
By passing phases of physical sufferance
We, humans, unable to speculate the fade
They rolled the unexpected blades
Blades that cut and curse the embrace
And we kept shouting with space to trace
Time, clicks away the antidote for pure
And eventually vanishes the miles of endure
We, vulnerable, we, vulnerable
We, vulnerable, we, vulnerable
Newness wakes after a decade
Decade of dullness and bone headedness
Create the covering cure and activeness
Yet, unwrap the belief, yet unwrap the belief
We, vulnerable, we, vulnerable.
Inadequacy inevitably impairs my marvelous mindset
I pray, wish and hope for God’s word with no regret
I am in need of His abundant grace in my sorrowful mind
Turn my grief into relief and gladness that won’t leave me behind
I want confidence,
Not this impure arrogance as huge as an elephant, yet I’m just this puny, little ant
I want happiness
I’m forever humbled to be Your servant
An abundance of grace
Helps me to keep pace
With those who run the Race
Embrace me with Your spirit of glory
Face to face, we trace elegant reverie
Place me upon His Holy right hand
Just in case I forget, help me understand
An abundance of grace is from the Father of Truth and adoration
An abundance of disgrace will no longer move me…give me true Elation
The armor of love is my defense
My foolishness has become dense
But, I’m giving it up to wisdom to be perfectly numb of the abominations I’ve done
I’m giving it up for God’s gracious Kingdom to come, so I can welcome the sun
I’m too afraid to say a hello to strangers that pass me by happily
It angers my heart and for my kindness’ sake, it injures me truly
But, I have faith and joy that I’m going to be one day so happy in this lifetime…contentment — I have reimbursed
Give it some time…sometimes, all it takes is a risk of flicking a dime twice to get heads first…rejoicement rehearsed
(The stage is dimly lit, with a single spotlight on the speaker, a wise and weary African leader. He stands, reflecting on his legacy)
My dear Africa, I rose like a lion, with Mandela's heart,
To guide you, to lead you, to a brighter start.
Forty years of vision, of sweat and of tears,
Progress flourished, like the Savannah's seeds, through all the years.
(He pauses, looking out at the audience)
But time passed, and power's grasp, it tightened its hold,
Like a serpent's clasp, it would not let go.
As we say, "A bird that flies off the Earth and lands on an anthill is still on the ground".
Loved ones feared to let me go,
Blinded loyalty, oft bestowing, but at what cost?
(He takes a step forward, his voice growing stronger)
Opponents distorted truth, tarnishing light with venomous spite,
But I stood firm, like Kilimanjaro's peak, shining bright.
For "when two elephants fight, it is the grass that gets hurt".
From Cairo to Cape Town, my legacy shines,
A bridge between nations, a united shrine.
(He looks down, his voice filled with regret)
But now, my staying impairs, the gains once shared,
A leader's strength becomes a test, manifest in holding on.
As the wise ones say, "Knowledge is a garden, if it isn’t cultivated, you can’t harvest it".
I molded Africa's progress, built young and old institutions,
Education, healthcare, a foundation laid, forever in store.
(He raises his eyes, his voice filled with determination)
Let history judge, accomplishments weighed,
Legacy may fade, but roots remain, progress made.
For "tomorrow belongs to people who prepare for it today".
I pray wisdom guides successors, building on my noble text,
May they find the strength to let go, to see legacy's true place.
(The spotlight fades, leaving the leader in darkness, lost in thought).
Resignation
R ejecting meaningful dialogue renders accedance Refuse Resignation
E xpunges active participation results in Resist Repel
S ubmissive surrender and timid compliance Recognize Reconsider
I nternalizes external power introjects Reject Repudiate
G rants power impairs self-actualization Revolve Reorganize
N eglects free will and freedom Resolve Reform
A cceptance on the other hand Activate Acceptance
T ranscribes approval into acknowledgement Advocate Advance
I nstitutes choosing arguments carefully Address Adjust
O ccupies engagement reflection self-control Appreciate Assemble
N ever give up therefore and negotiate acceptance Appropriate And Awaken
Acceptance
The Beauty in My Eye
The Beauty in My Eye
The Beauty in My Eye
The Beauty in My Eye
To God be the glory
For everything He's created for His story
All things are beautiful
Abundantly Soul beautiful for the eye
For Elohim Father makes everything beautiful
The beauty of my eyes
The beauty of my eye
The beauty in my eyes
In there be no surprise
There's beauty in the wyes
God beholds all beauty
The beauty in my eyes
Looking through the eyes
Of Him, Father Elohim
I see myself as He sees me
Beautiful for in Him
His all things are beautiful
The beauty in my eye
The Beauty in My Eye
The Beauty in My Eye
The Beauty in My Eye
Beauty in my eye
Sustains division that impairs my thoughts
Resonates as I do stare the beauty in my eye
The beauty in my eyes
Suffice the feelings that are inside, I stride
I embrace a Saturday as I resonate the beauty
I conspire this all consuming in my eye
His all things are beautiful
The beauty in my eye
The Beauty in My Eye
The Beauty in My Eye
The Beauty in My Eye
6/3/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025
It is perhaps the hurried way I walk,
May be the manner in which I talk,
Or is it the subtle perfume I wear,
That tells a Gynaecologist is near!
When I park my car, head up stairs,
I see patients sat on waiting chairs,
Smiling women with a hope for child,
Seeking from me what nature denied!
Birth of a child is a boon from heaven,
Yet rarely is the fault of these women,
Their husbands blame it all on germs,
When often they are short of sperms!
detailed talk always reveals the truth,
They have been secluded since youth,
they have learnt of babies and stork,
So far there has been no sex talk!
you may think the husbands be wise,
He looks educated, mild and nice,
But he has been to the same school,
He has no idea how to work his tool!
In vitro fertilisation is clinical answer,
Something very easily done by nature,
When they successfully have a baby,
You even have to teach them a lullaby!
Social prejudices, religious shackles,
Is reason for these sorry debacles,
Fear of sex impairs their normal life,
Married, yet he doesn’t know his wife.
Two decades of life as gynaecologist,
Seen more eggs than an ornithologist,
While birds and animals breed so free,
Human breeding needs a medical degree!
They give me flowers, thank you card,
They say my finger tips are like God!
But deep inside I know reason why,
The man is ignorant, the girl is shy!
Date 27/03/2020
Strand poetry contest
Sponsor Brian strand
And her voice is the tingle of upbeat blues,
the winsome rap amid my heavy footsteps, past 2 am...
She holds my hand as I’d never wake up
after twilight, drinking to the end of a broken bottle,
How those arms cuddle me like my hair
isn't filthy , avoiding normal showers that
I can’t put this body to rest, to rest;
howling about a compulsive urge needling within a mind
which impairs an otherwise peaceful life with her :
Disappearing into bars and gaming clubs ,
and more bars to silence my fears
so I can’t hear the jeers of ghosts on the
walls, within each pulse-beat, through her embrace
… through it all,
She smiles calmly ignoring the stench of alcohol
in - out breaths, regardless of my absence
from quality time I am unable to keep.
… Still,
I can’t honor myself the same way that
she does... as though I never yelled, argued,
or told her to go lose herself beneath cold moonlight,
while kicking the door without atonement--
She loves me unequivocably as if I can find the gentleness
of one day when I can CHANGE.
Brainstorm Contest of John Hamilton
10/21/2018
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Compulsive-obsessive behavior is a mental dysfunction including explosive anger , desire for alcohol, gambling, others. The onset of impulsivity can be thought of as seeking a small, short -term gain at the expense of a large, long term loss.
* The author was moved to write this as part of her presentation in a psycho-spiritual workshop she facilitated.
This world of atrocious avarice
Marches on in a proud grimace
Corruption and calamity twist and turn in their stomachs, yet peace will conquer nonetheless
Consumption of the blasphemous people shout out their voices of vain pridefulness
Deception deceives the minds of many
Arrogance conceives all kinds of envy
Relentless reign of greed feeds the senseless spoil,
Allowing the poverty-proned needy in terrible turmoil
Some of the wealthy individuals rule over society in unattainable malice unfathomably
It’s horrible that we have a nation that have some leaders that lead in hostility ruthlessly
God will fight for freedom for us, as long as we’ll keep being resilient and brazen throughout our life,
Despite the government’s devastating tribulations; Christ will be giving us life-long joy instead of strife
Redemption comes from the Lord of Accord for each and everyone who believes unconditionally
We all need vigilance and deliverance during these trying times of horrendous sorrows and trials of plenty
This relentless reign of greed has thrived off of our zealous, efficient endurance
By taking advantage of our diligence everyday...cruelty alters into arrogance
It’s an insane world...chaotic and catastrophic in many ways possible
It’s an eccentric place I don’t call my haven...it’s indescribable
But in a detrimentally damaging manner...it’s a danger zone that leaves us feeling insecure and lost in the worthless weeds
It’s a fraudilent frenzy that we have to deal with for a matter of fact...but this relentless reign of greed will soon wither away along with its deeds
Injustice impairs the actions of sophisticated individuals who debate over their wicked plans, getting out of hand...getting out of hand...
Reminiscence of despairs and anxieties plague the minds of many these days
While politicians are feeding us propaganda and shameful sham...when will we make a stand? Will we ever reach out to His right hand?
Deliverance from our Father of truth will set us free from our despondency in many ways
The Beauty in My Eye
To God be the glory
For everything He's created for His story
All things are beautiful abundantly Soul beautiful for the eye
For Elohim Father makes everything beautiful
The beauty of my eyes the beauty of my eye the beauty in my eye I see myself as he sees me beautiful for in him all things are beautiful the beauty in my eye
Beauty in my eye sustains division that impairs my thoughts resonates as I do stare the beauty in my eye the beauty in my eyes suffice the feelings that are inside I stride I embrace a Saturday as I resonate the beauty I conspire this all consuming in my eye