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Still smarting from stupid scamming fraudsters

Still smarting from stupid scamming fraudsters...
five months ago to the day

Twas the cusp of tooth thousand
twenty three summer solstice,
when yours truly (a fool
and his money went separate ways)
mine cherished nest egg,
I would immediately miss
lesson immediately learned courtesy takeaways
linkedin with looted
checking and savings accounts
analogously yanked, unmoored and unbridged

at Citizen Bank quays
me subsequently exhibiting,
maddening, and snorting
re: imagine how figurative
unbridled horse's ass neighs;
a fate engendering 
mental anguish on par with
voluntarily unrolling Scottish welcome mat
readying yours truly 
being lynched courtesy kkk

(I apologize for any
incantation, incrimination, incubation,
indiscretion, insinuation, intimation, invitation...),
cuz metook poetic license
attempting to accentuate brazen crafty deception,
how con artist invoked tender loving care
while (all the while) stealthily employing
stealing gambit, which hack
by the way incorporated his suppressed hurray
for him positively coaching me

invisibly eliciting, interposing, manifesting,
questing, and ushering entranceway
into sought after vaunted money
synonymously enlisting sprinkled pet accolade
such as "good job"
never disclosing discerning ulterior motive
exacting a risky (business) mission
unlike dramatizing the WWII story
of the Thailand-Burma Railway
regarding those soldiers who built

Bridge over the River Kwai
in the former scenario exhibiting
how yours truly (me) did betray
requisite necessity to protect
fungible assets of mine
by voluntarily cooperating
with the enterprising villainous prankster,
who applying one alias
called himself "Harvey Specter"
guiding blindsided yours truly
(who received nincompoop of the year award)

obliging scoundrel to withdraw cash willingly
and convert sain moolah into bitcoin
(a type of digital currency
in which a record of transactions maintained
and new units of currency are generated
by the computational solution 
of mathematical problems,
and which operates independently
of a central bank) courtesy digital wallet,
which nefarious experience found me 
posting a gofundme page to no avail!
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Negative Politics

Negative Politics
By Franklin Price
2/10/2016

Negative politics are more
Since primaries have begun
To say someone is worse than you
Somehow is much more fun

It's not what you've accomplished
How you've gotten where you are
But your opponents' negatives  
That have gotten them this far

Doesn't matter when it happened
Could have been a fluke of birth
As long as it is negative
It has to have some worth

Negative preferred by media
They don't know when to stop
Underhanded insinuation
Will bring their ratings to the top

Blame it on the public
Who enjoy watching the fall
Murder, drugs and politics
Anything that will appall

Playing hooky when in high school
Cheating on a college test
Not voting for a foolish bill
Bragging on the family crest

Not being raised in poverty
To have to bring themselves along
Forgetting to place their hand on chest
For the national anthem song

For the many things they may have done
For which they might repent
Having nothing to do to qualify
To be our president

Voters, think of your exposure
Evaluate all you hear and see
Don't let the negative politics 
Elect the president to be
Form: Rhyme

Some Things

Some things I do wish I could do
Yet some things I simply could not
Perhaps if I haven't met you
My desires I need never spare a thought

But I'm glad we came into play
Simply overjoyed we have met
As once more upon the bed we lay
To have only time reminding us of moments to have had

Your soft lips I came to know so well
Your body against my own I can move in strive
Some love only we know... we simply fell
Some love for every tomorrow... we'll get by

It is love I haven't known before
At its purest and its darkest insinuation
Within its mercy nevermore to ignore
Yet falling for you... I need not reasons

Some things I simply could not
Yet some things I wish I could do
Desires lusting without so much a thought
From the very day when I met you
© Joel Lee  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Good Samaritan Wannabe Plea Two

in lieu as payment for buzzfeed ding,
livingsocial, lodging, et cetera accommodations.
the best buy google research to locate a
handy dandy blues clues milieu, true
value venue iterated above reference

to intentional communities, yet no idea
this bumbling, fumbling, rambling,
et cetera twisted missive would find me
making mention of a logically obvious
proscribed resource. upon setting

my figurative sights regarding the end
ever explicitly, fixedly, and pointedly
to communicate how to adopt modalities
helping other people (in ways within
my capacity), the undercurrent, sans
writing this epistle, an off the beaten
track prospect found unplanned impregnated
insinuation cradling embryonic vision
visited by the secondary modus operandi.

the bespoken ambition (asper reciprocating
the consideration to pursue voluntary
employment. ideally this agreeable deal
(includes a small stipend plus room
and board). the inclusion of the latter

(tacked on as a strong consideration -
figured as welcome visualized reprieve.
hence this prosaic/ poetic add on -
at no extra charge - slightly expanded
the original intended tone of this blurb.

rather than dismiss tangential thread
mainly to air considerations divergent
incorporating alternative arrangements
to call home already moderately
lengthy soundcloud, i freely shared
a tangential welcoming pseudo string
of consciousness thread.

Lone

I have been alone for the longest time I can remember
I thought I knew everything there was
Until I realise the price to be alone forever
The price where only questions you have answers cause

Most everyone is alone for the wrong reasons
Alike people being together for the thoughtless insinuation
Everyone will walk a one day path to be broken
And no one can ever mend that perfected separation?

We need to be destroyed to find a whole
We need to die from to live again
We need to be nothing to begin whole
We need to have everything… deprive… remain

And without words… that someone will tell you who you are
Opposing or agreeing… reminding or distancing
Simply…we are just anyone to everybody oh so far
Yet unrealised for the everyones we need for our selfless nothings

Do you ever remember being alone?
At a point truest when we have someone
Without someone, do you remember being your own?
Have you the answer? less we forever run
© Joel Lee  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member My God, Thank You For Satisfying Me

May 21 Scripture Meditations Based on Psalms 90-92

Key Verse – Psalm 90:14 O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days. 

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR SATISFYING ME

Thank You for satisfying me with Your mercy
For my gladness despite feelings of insufficiency
While I sing praises to Your name’s excellency
Upon Your loving kindness’ consistency.

Thank You for satisfying me with Your graciousness
For my gratefulness despite economic crises’ seriousness
While I trust in Your constant faithfulness
Upon Your triumph’s greatness.

Thank You for satisfying me with Your salvation
For my assurance despite doubts’ insinuation
While I believe in Your Word’s perfection
Upon Your immutability’s function.

Thank You for satisfying me with Your blessing
For my provisions despite poverty-cursing
While I stay in Your will’s nursing
Upon Your nourishment’s raising.

Thank You for satisfying me with Your fellowship
For my strength despite debilitating worldly partnership
While I draw near Your heart that’s offering vibrant relationship
Upon Your fatherhood’s leadership.

Thank You for satisfying me with Your counsel
For my guidance despite daily routine’s hassle
While I learn from Your truth’s easel
Upon Your wisdom’s epistle.

May 21, 2022
Form: Rhyme

Unspoken Implication Belied Bon Geste

(unsettled conscience beckons expunging)

Upon espying aesthetically pleasing lass
(considerably younger than me),
middle aged ma'am, or classy older woman
impetuousness overtakes rationality
courting acquaintanceship constituting

aforementioned type female
these premature ejaculations
blindside yours truly
upon comfort level
of unfamiliar lady recipient,

(especially years gone by
with then young daughters in tow)
oft times lacked conscientious wherewithal,
how embarrassing offspring felt
at their buffoon papa appearing,

intimating, kickstarting... rapport
at first blush evincing politesse,
yet keen eldest progeny
adept to discern in apropos overture,
despite being well mannered

couched foray, an unconscious insinuation
discerned, hinted, leveraged...
unspoken ulterior motive,
yet honest to dog overt blurting
complement toward veritable stranger

essentially, intrepidly, overtly...
stated genuine pleasantry
attempting to recoup losses
from utterly abysmal
socially withdrawn adolescence

could easily be interpreted
as sexual innuendo
(particularly witnessed by
acutely perceptive first born),
whose reverence, asper in this dada

plummeted, especially cuz
similar instances occurred,
where ambiguity
to formulate unfavorable conclusion

tacked on her growing
list of gripes against dada
loosely analogous to Martin Luther,
whereby his “95 Theses,”
which propounded two central beliefs -

the Bible and central religious authority -
humans may reach salvation only
by their faith and not by their deeds -
was to spark Protestant Reformation,
which essentially kindled

figurative fuel to the fire
incrementally cleaving paternal dotage
undesirable, no matter Pedophilia
never goaded what in mine mind
amounted proving daring do,
since suppressed infatuations

decades past, this then
extremely reclusive knew
nothing about powder milk biscuits
to give shy people the strength
they need to get up and
do what needs to be done.

Thus, an apologia without exception, 
whether or not these words seen to deux
darling daughters, plus
other gals who experienced discomfort
at innocuous attempt
to get linkedin with
whirling wide webbing of women.

Premium Member HEART TESTIFIES THAT GOD IS WITH US

May 21 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Ezra 1-3

Key Verse – Ezra 1:3 Who is there among you of all his people? his God be with him, and let him go up to Jerusalem, which is in Judah, and build the house of the LORD God of Israel, (he is the God,) which is in Jerusalem.

HEART TESTIFIES THAT GOD IS WITH US

Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His mercy
For our gladness despite feelings of insufficiency
While we sing praises to His name’s excellency
Upon His loving kindness’ consistency.

Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His graciousness
For our gratefulness despite economic crises’ seriousness
While we trust in His constant faithfulness
Upon His triumph’s greatness.

Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His gift of salvation
For our assurance despite doubts’ insinuation
While we believe in His Word’s perfection
Upon His immutability’s function.

Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His blessing
For our provisions despite poverty-cursing
While we stay in His will’s nursing
Upon His nourishment’s raising.

Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His fellowship
For our strength despite debilitating worldly partnership
While we draw near His heart that’s offering vibrant relationship
Upon His fatherhood’s leadership.

Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His counsel
For our guidance despite daily routine’s hassle
While we learn from His truth’s easel
Upon His wisdom’s epistle.

Our heart testifies that God is with us amidst His light
For our direction despite deceit of falsity’s sight
While we abide in His Word, always right
Upon His instruction’s delight.

May 21, 2022

A Fictitious Alternative Up Bringing

Found me raised
     in the Antebellum South
     born an academically gifted
     whip smart, (and any other
     apropos) above average adage
smart son with a
     healthy dose of Melanin and Melania
     donned and trump petted

     asper a proud black is beautiful,
     sans ebony badge,
whereat me instrumental mama and pop
     acquired grudging cunning
     insinuation to cadge
teaching material convincingly
     claiming lofty aim
intent to instruct

     slave master's children
     all to eager to accept blame,
when any vicious rumor
got afoot with "FAKE" claim
that lessons did
     critique and declaim
antithetical quasi Aryan racial superior
     viewpoints (preceding Adolf Hitler

     by about a century),
     knowingly could enflame
status quo, which feigned
     "playing dumb" duh -
     faux blockhead frame
(wha ya mean massa) game
at very bedrock foundation
     pre politically correct cursor meme

lee complex edifice
     slave owning name
     acutely aware intent esse chew
wing such societally
     radical implications, to due
tee fully fortuitously, gradually,
     and hopefully, un glue,
(especially via schooling impressionable

     young African American
     or other ebony hue
shaded skin with Jew
whoosh propositions of equality)
righteous precepts nullifying lou
duck criss bastardizing American moo

nuff phish witch hunts (sea thing),
     a gimcrackery, mockery,
     and travesty poo
poo wing credo, ethos,
     highlights, et cetera sow
wing equality, harmony, and liberty in tow.

Premium Member Vision zero

I'm thinking of nero..' as i read on (vision zero?) The rhetoric
Seems all burnt-out' like patriotisam.? Must be so many seeds
Of doubt? There's (ground zero) and zero carbon? Maybe a
Link.?? Do we need, a think-athon.? I'm putting it to you.!!
Maybe you'll notice ? Enough to take a look.? See whats
Going on.? Behind the seedy crooks.' Behind (the hope not
Hate) the positive slogans..That outline your fate?? Will you
Comply.? Shall many bend the knee?? Think.? i urge you all.!
On insinuation, on destination, on foreshadowing' upon the
Macarb indications to absorb.' Un-seeng such dark signalling 
And virtue-less typology!

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