Long Negativities Poems
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When I get the opportunity,
To travel
I choose my country.
It was here I was born.
My mum gave birth to me at home.
My ancestors walk on this land.
Build buildings with their bare hands.
As a child I played amongst the fauna and flora.
Learning to appreciate culture and diversity.
Growing up during the segregation laws.
But still we have Ubuntu in us.
There is so much beauty to see.
In spite all the negativities.
I am my country.
And my country is me.
NEWLY CARVED :
Once a dejected filthy vessel,
Jehovah's renewed me so well.
Forever will I dwell in his Bethel.
His divine hands keep me nestled,
So much I can't even tell.
Sins held me to die in a fierce tussle,
Even when I was young to wrestle.
Had no idea of freeing myself from this hurdle;
Iniquities and transgressions at high level.
In fact I'm a changed person.
My flesh was satisfied by lust,
And my life was passing out very fast.
Excluded from cattles grazing on Zion's grass,
I was found dwelling among wolves class.
The negativities were vast.
The smites of harsh fads;
Suicide thoughts seemed a must,
'cause the situation was such a gast.
Hope was erased from my heart,
Before the Holy Spirit rescued me at last.
I was really wretched and cuffed,
And my heart, mind and soul starved;
Drinking from the devil's cup,
My whole being's carnally puffed.
My raggered self extremely fouled,
But now I'm beligned in the glory of His love.
Saved by the incorruptible blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed and empowered in heavenly arm,
By grace, I'm cleansed by Jehovah's palm.
Hallelujah, I'm newly carved!
Praise GOD, He's all I have!
Strike not the queen
Powerless is not how a woman Felt
When a man places his hands on her
Touch not negatively= hit/ strike her not
She's the weakest vessel and yet
Can any man give birth out of any of his orifices
That's a pain childbirth he cannot
Strike not Queen
Ever witness nor confess or contain
His hands bigger than hers his mouth bigger than hers
His chest bigger than hers and yet he will never confesses
A negative man that places his hands
On his queen Is not righteous
strike not the queen
She's Somebody's Daughter, Sister, Mother
It is no pride and overpowering a smaller vessel
The woman I confess it's no lesser
Her Grand Design she came out of man
And yet in turn man comes out of her
Keep your hands to yourself
Strike not the queen
There's no Pride in you who think you're powerful
And yet hitting/ touching Unholy mistreatment of a woman She's a queen keep your hands off her
Go to a gym that's where the punching bags are
So shall get you6 turmoil the pangs and the pains
You got no longer power here she endures in this so-called
Strike not the queen
Satan's world man should be denied should be embarrassed To comply to the negativities of the treatment of our Queens We should lift them up cover them treat them royally
For they are the best of yet for you are not a man
If you have to lay your hand on the queen they're not punching bags
strike not the queen
Remember this one thing God has hands too but it is with His mouth
It's the love of His son Jesus Christ who will speak unto you
Saving you so, He a loving God who forgives more than you ever know
Keep your hands to yourself
Strike not the queen
Turnaround repent put your hands together praise God
Open upthise fist reach high in the sky lift up Jesus
Thank God for a queen thank God for intervene
let's start embracing again
That's caress our Queens lift them up stop being mean
They came from God and us and let us keep them lifted up jointly together we embrace them in Jesus
You know what it means strike not your Queen
10/17/22
Written words by James Edward Lee (c)2022
"It's hard to love a black man
For 400 to 500 years
It's hard to love a black man
He's been imprison
By sometimes a bigoted Humanity
It's hard to love a black man
Other brothers have inhibited
Oh ! what was me
What if God was black would you still be an atheist
What if your father were black would you be legitimate
What if your mother were black will you be worth it unworthy And in all would you heed the call
Swallow your indifferences your ooh's your aha's
In your eyes those hurts to regret their jealousies you lose the negativities you choose open your eyes
Why is it hard to love a black man
And what is his worth
Why! did God create him a species of dark and dirt
His soul is spoil his heart glisson's
Yet his fellow brother and some other Shades no longer or have you ever listened
I am crying a one man I'm color
We are all brothers be it on Gray brown white tan or black I am First I Am a Son of God and I have deserve respect from my fellow man
NO one loves me cuz I'm black racism what if my skin was white as a little 5 year old boy of color I'd never understood no one loves a black man"
5/31/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
October 24 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Luke 6-7
Key Verse – Luke 6:12 And it came to pass in those days, that he went out into a mountain to pray, and continued all night in prayer to God.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR EXEMPLIFYING
TO US THE VALUE OF PRAYER
Praise be to God for exemplifying to us
the value of prayer that:
Expresses our need for His help
Exposes our nearness to His heart
Exalts His nurturing toward our hoisting
Examines our naughtiness, hindering humility’s honesty
Expels our negativities, hurts, haughtiness and hopelessness
Luke 6:22 Praise be to the Lord for pronouncing
blessings for us while we:
Love Him with His compassionate might
Live for Him by His comfort and mercy
Let Him cover us around His marvels
Lead others to His magnificence
Learn from His miracles
Luke 7:9 Praise be to the Saviour Who
commends us of our faith:
Propelled by His Word
Propped upon His ways
Prospered with His wonders
Powered through His wisdom midst worship
Pushed toward His worthy work against worldliness. Amen!
October 10, 2024
If a day starts/ ends without me,
I would be totally happy and free
Free from worries and anxieties
Temptations and negativities
The world is temporary
Life has to be returned
No regrets to be carried on
For eternal offers more
I Have been in this world long before
And I thought my purpose was done for
Though not sure what it takes me for
Trusting his will to lead me to that door
Glad I was here to be with you
Spending moments from the day and through
Fights and hurting feelings a test of pro
In dealing with things smoothly and true
Forgiveness is laid out for you
Forgive me for not speaking it to you
Deep in my heart, I engraved it with love
May heaven bless you more my love
A sinner should humbly ask
Forgiveness from your heart
Failings and incapacity that troubled your heart
My dear, I do not know how to start
Courage I should have summon
Fears should have been outcast
Creativity should have been cultivated
But I was and always not a perfect one
Blessed I was with you
To match and be compatible with you
You deal the things from here and fro
To which I do not like to do
I thank all the people surrounding me
A gift or a blessing for me
Measure them in any of their length
But for me, they serve my very strength
Bless all those who desire Peace and happiness may they acquire
This humble servant who longs and cry
May God bless all your heart’s desires.
A snow-white deer was downed by a hunter.
A once-in-a-lifetime trophy, he boasted.
Some folks were crimson pissed
because a snow-white deer is very rare,
a sign of good things to come.
An antlered angel... wearing a message
a reminder that God is still present,
still looking after- picking up
after
us.
From the edge of our acid cloud, sludge streams
burning forest of Dali dreams.
Waiting for the perfect time.
The perfect time
to float above the clearing.
To cleanse
To whisper "there are still miracles-miracles abound.
There's still time to turn negativities into lacy dreams.
Knead bullets into butterflies and mustard seeds.
Spin the planet back from black to aquamarine".
To the hunter, it was just a leaping piece of meat
to be silenced-d- skinned- devoured displayed...
owned.
Now the planet people want to bow the hunter down
You know, nail his polyester neck to a forest tree
Perhaps the white deer was a test.
God's barometer, to see where our soul is really at...
I dreamed a dream
But my dream stuck in an hourglass
I cry, I cry
As I stare at my own leap of sands
You, poor soul of mine!
Pen the prelude in the pack of the stars
Patiently wait until it becomes like one
And itself, bring home the sunrise
To my gloomy visage and weary heart
Give me the fruit of success
Oh! Poor soul of mine!
Tomorrow might not say, "Hello"
Better undress your mind from all negativities
Feed your thoughts with beautiful sceneries
Drop off--- that laziness
It destroys and kills the entire YOU
I am the DREAM you claimed your Better half
But when will you free me from the hourglass?
Almost, but you've never been here
Long have I waited you
You will never know how far I could take you to
Unless you go the distance
And chase me 'til I'm all yours
Have you felt decreased, diminished, disregarded, and devalued?
Have you had a rendezvous with dejection and rejection?
Have you ever been marginalized, minimized,
And unrecognized as you struggled to survive?
In your attempt to stay on 'top of things',
Has someone gone 'low' on you?
Have you ever been overcharged,
Overlooked, or overworked?
In your pursuit of resolutions,
Endless despair seems to fill the air,
And you find dispensers of negativities.
Keep looking, because somewhere out there,
Is a world filled with those who really do care.
And keep listening, if you dare, and you will hear
Timely words of Faith designed with you in mind.
Faith in The Father.
Faith in The Family.
Faith in The Fellowship.
Faith in The Future.
Faith in Friendships.
041322PS
Only name the day, and I shall be there
This morning the notification woke me up
With still sleep in my eyes I reached for my phone
And the tone
lingers from that Twi in my ear
Annei I love you though, despites his tears
To forget the world, and they negativities
Of a love such as ours, it clean, it’s pure
Love does not speak volumes(quote)
It speaks the honesty of another one confession,
Loving another person is hard work,
Only true love to me is a newborn baby love
for its mother, he trusts her immediately
As we gaze into each other eyes,
We smile, we reminisce we both lied:
We try to outdo each other:
Was I king liar or was he king Lear?
Revealing too much, or revealing a little
Listen carefully, and responding with affection
Or simply use the body language
This fool will get back to you.
And old gal interpretation of fear not want not
We really don’t get each other:
My darkest fear is why did he walk
The dark street of Accura at 3.am?
That’s when my psychoanalysis study step in:
Where the boy seeks, love in an old familiar place
the street love of his childhood dream;
I asked of him not cut his hair
It makes him look like a youth,
Older men take advantage of desperate
Looking youth, because of the boyish look,
and that all it took:
Meat for the belly, and the belly for the meat(quote)
So, happily this morning I decline,
You learn a lot about a man by his behavior when hungry. ~ Zambian Proverb