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In the dark days of fighting hence
The Heartstone endured its' greatest peril
The power of magic on the battlements
Vanquished the wraiths
Knights fought and won
The arm, severed
clutching the sword
Fell into the Wraiths' black mist
It never hit the ground
A mailed fist,
that could not be found
A Knight can die...
Defending all that is right
All that is true
The sword lives forever
The years rolled by
A sword can live forever
Glittering bright
Never, never
Lose sight...
That a Knight can die
The soul lives on
Forever etched on the steel
Waiting to be found
Heartstone looked far...
During sunbright
Under star
The sword would not reveal
Its' light,
of the soul of a long dead Knight
The soul of a long dead Knight
A sword lost in time
The missing light
The sword, fell
From the battlements
In to the Wraiths' stinking hell
Piercing the horrors within
The sword embedded to the hilt,
in a horror of rags and bone
Blood spilt.
It slunk off, in the night, alone
Taking a sword
Taking the light
From the castle
From the knight
Where it lay,
was never known
The filth of rag and bone
Covered up, never to see the day
A sword that belonged to a Knight
Amongst the boulders and scree
In a glade of ferns
A sword to reveal
The light,
of a long lost Knight
It could be found by you
It could be found by me
A full moon rose
Shooting star , fell to the ground
In a starlit sky
A sword waiting to be found
The Princess of Stars,
followed the shooting star
Where it lay
In the shadow of a wood,
amongst boulder and scree
The Princess of Stars,
followed the shooting star
Where it lay
In the shadow of a wood
Amongst boulder and scree,
in the shadow of the night
A glint of steel
Amongst the scree
A sword to reveal
The Star Princess blew away the filth and rags
The sword, glittered and shone
The soul of a long dead Knight
Revealed in the light
The Princess touched the sword hilt
The name of the Knight glowed
For the sword showed
Her fathers' name
A lost Knight
Found by a shooting stars guiding light
A Knight cannot die
The sword lives on
The lost Knights ' light shone
In the hearts of you and I
A sword found
As sword to place in the great hall
A Knights' lost soul
A Knight to remember to us all
' Sir have mercy on me,
please give me a piece of bread,
a glass of water,
I am starving to death,
since the typhoon obliterated our city,
we have eaten nothing,
my father survived the storm surge but died in hunger,
Save me!
I don't want to die like him,
help me bury his dead body.'
A young lad talks to one of the social workers,
every word he speaks tells the pain of abandonment,
the hunger that he has been suffering through could be felt
from the softness of his voice,
he bleeds in tears while wrapping the cadaver of his beloved father with a piece of white linen cloth,
his almond eyes reflect the desperate thoughts within his mind,
behind him,
his home reduced into pieces of broken woods,
he doesn't know where to go,
he doesn't know how to survive a life after the devastation.
'Papa! ,
I still remember so well,
when I was younger,
you promised me before the setting sun,
you would never never leave me alone in a struggle against our poverty till the end of time,
What would I be now without you?
How could I live alone on this world of harsh reality? '
Tears keep rolling down on his angelic face,
while kissing the cold loving hand of his dead father,
upon hearing his voice weakened by a week of tormenting agony,
the social worker could not stand stronger any longer,
she can feel her heart breaking in tears,
she kneels down before the child,
could not utter any word,
but just to hug the boy so tight like her son,
and wipes his tears away by her palm,
tears could not be stopped falling from her eyes.
Beneath the beauty of the kaleidoscopic rainbow,
I knew a man who got nothing,
but a small shack and sweet laughters of his grand children,
he found homily santuaries under their sweet smiles,
they live lives to the fullest without material desires,
yet the greed of Super Typhoon Yolanda is just formidable,
she robbed him of his small shack,
killed his only rooster,
and the worst,
she washed his grand children away into the ocean,
they have been missing for 8 days now.
His sight wanders into the waves of the sea,
with tears falling all day long and eternally,
his life is deep buried in incalculable sadness,
hoping for his grand children to come home,
yet nobody is home but memories of tragedy.
Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS
(Earlier Titled "I Thought That She Was Just Another Super
Lily White) [P.S., PAST TENANT 'ROOMATES' and NON-FRIENDS...
HAVE BROKEN INTO AND STOLEN MY SONG-LYRICS...AND POSTED
AS 'THEIR' INTELLECTUAL PROPERTIES!]
[ELLIE GOULDING, "HALCYON," Track No. 11]
I......I NEVER...NEVER-EVER...EVEN-THOUGHT-OR-IMAGINED...
A-SADDER/GIRL-OR-STORY!
LILY-WHITE!
LILY!
I......I NEVER...NEVER-EVER...EVEN-THOUGHT-OR-IMAGINED...
A-SADDER/GIRL-OR-STORY!
LILY-WHITE!
LILY!
DEEPER...AND-TOO...DEEP-DEEP/BLUE!
DEEPER...AND-TOO...DEEP-DEEP/BLUE!
EYES......BEYOND...THE-BLUE-AZURE/OF-THE/SKY!
EYES......THAT-WERE/FROM-BEYOND-THE/AZURE-OF-THE/SKY!
EYES......THAT-WERE/FROM-BEYOND-THE/AZURE-OF-THE/SKY!
AND-SHE/FLIES!
AND-SHE/FLIES!
A......LILY-WHITE...THAT-FLIES!
A......LILY-WHITE...THAT-FLIES!
SHE/FLIES!
SHE/FLIES!
THROUGH......THE-PITCHED/BLACKNESS-OF-THE/ROYAL-BLUE/NIGHT!
RIGHT-THROUGH......THE-PITCHED/BLACKNESS-OF-THE/ROYAL-BLUE/NIGHT!
TORE-AND/TORN...STRAIGHT-THROUGH......A-FLESHLY/HUMAN-HEART......
MINE!
AND-SHE-WAS.........TORE-AND/TORN.........STRAIGHT-THROUGH......
A-FLESHLY......HUMAN-HEART...MINE!
[ELLIE GOULDING, "HALCYON," Track No. 7]
YOU...ARE...BEAUTIFUL.........NO.........REALLY!
THANK...YOU!
YOU...ARE...BEAUTIFUL.........NO.........REALLY!
THANK...YOU!
YOU..........ARE.....................
I......SAID......THANK YOU! OKAY? THANK YOU!!! [VERY POWERFUL EMPHASIS]
BUT.........BUT.........HOW?
WHY............DID YOU............SEE SOMETHING?
BUT...............I.........THOUGHT.........THAT YOU WERE JUST.........PERRY WHITE'S
NIECE?
HOW?
WHY.........DID YOU SEE SOMETHING?
I............I HAVE NEVER EVER READ, SEEN, OR HEARD......OF SOMEONE OR...
SOMETHING SADDER!
I HAVE NEVER EVER READ, SEEN, OR HEARD......OF SOMEONE OR SOMETHING...
SADDER!
AND YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL...
AND YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL...TO ME!
AND YOU FLY! FLY AWAY..........TO THE STARS!
AND YOU FLY! FLY AWAY...AND DANCE......AND-HOP-SKIP-SNAD-DANCE...
AMONGST-THE-STARS/AND FROM..........CON-STE-LA-TION......TO......
CON-STE-LA-TION!
TAKE-ME!
TAKE-ME!
NO!
NO!
A.........ROYAL SUPER.........NEVER-EVER/DIES!
A.........ROYAL SUPER NEVER EVER DIES!
FINI
One day an evil man came to them in sheep’s clothing,
To lead them into his evil ways he was hoping.
So treacherous and evil was this ravenous wolf,
Feeding off of their ignorance while he played golf.
So fine he was in the art of deception,
So ignorant were they with their perception.
This wolf led them towards hate, anger, racism, and national division,
They broadcasted his evil ways with women, immigrants, lgbtq+, and other minorities on live television,
Oh and let’s not forget about the polar bears,
The many ways in which he tried to destroy homes that were theirs.
And the plethora of parents who were split from their children,
Locked up in cages where he tried to keep them hidden.
And we will always remember the names of the black lives lost,
The way he cared more about the protests and every building’s cost,
Than how the cops shattered their whole lives,
Just several more names for their archives.
It was for the way their skin was,
That they needed no other cause.
To ruthlessly finish them off
While the cops idly sat by on their pipes for a good cough.
A darker tone of skin color they had,
Skin so beautiful that the wolf’s supporters simply saw as bad.
They prayed like cowardly fools,
Acting like peace and love were their precious tools.
They say ignorance is bliss
No wonder how in the racist past they liked to reminisce.
The wolf and his blind sheep fueled off of pure evil,
Engaging in horrific activities that were and were not legal.
They claimed the money was moving,
Yet the country as a whole was not improving.
One day when a real and wise leader came about,
This evil wolf betrayed his nation like a lout.
They invaded and destroyed inside the Capitol building,
All eyes on them as their own nation they were betraying.
The good ones knew much better as they’d opened their eyes,
Instead of spouting hate and evil and using religion as a disguise.
The good ones knew this evil wolf’s time had expired
So wrongly this country he had wired.
Very happily the good ones voted him out,
The other real and wise leader had been victorious without a doubt.
This wolf who came to fragile, evil people in sheep’s clothing’
His actions will never never be condoned,
But oh wolf, your own place in Hell you have enthroned.
" Sir have mercy on me,
please give me a piece of bread,
a glass of water,
I am starving to death,
since the typhoon obliterated our city,
we have eaten nothing,
my father survived the storm surge but died in hunger,
Save me!
I don't want to die like him,
help me bury his dead body."
A young lad talks to one of the social workers,
every word he speaks tells the pain of abandonment,
the hunger that he has been suffering through could be felt
from the softness of his voice,
he bleeds in tears while wrapping the cadaver of his beloved father with a piece of white linen cloth,
his almond eyes reflect the desperate thoughts within his mind,
behind him,
his home reduced into pieces of broken woods,
he doesn't know where to go,
he doesn't know how to survive a life after the devastation.
"Papa!,
I still remember so well,
when I was younger,
you promised me before the setting sun,
you would never never leave me alone in a struggle against our poverty till the end of time,
What would I be now without you?
How could I live alone on this world of harsh reality?"
Tears keep rolling down on his angelic face,
while kissing the cold loving hand of his dead father,
upon hearing his voice weakened by a week of tormenting agony,
the social worker could not stand stronger any longer,
she can feel her heart breaking in tears,
she kneels down before the child,
could not utter any word,
but just to hug the boy so tight like her son,
and wipes his tears away by her palm,
tears could not be stopped falling from her eyes.
Beneath the beauty of the kaleidoscopic rainbow,
I knew a man who got nothing,
but a small shack and sweet laughters of his grand children,
he found homily santuaries under their sweet smiles,
they live lives to the fullest without material desires,
yet the greed of Super Typhoon Yolanda is just formidable,
she robbed him of his small shack,
killed his only rooster,
and the worst,
she washed his grand children away into the ocean,
they have been missing for 8 days now.
His sight wanders into the waves of the sea,
with tears falling all day long and eternally,
his life is deep buried in incalculable sadness,
hoping for his grand children to come home,
yet nobody is home but memories of tragedy
Without "Love" which is "The Only" "Synonym of God"...."The Lord God Almighty" who "Created Love" ,we would "Not" have a "Synonym in "The Name of "Love"!!!! We all can realize that "Without Love","Charity,Hope,Faith,Compassion,Empathy,Diligence,and anything that is "GOOD" would not be able to continue!!!! Love which "The Lord God Almighty Created" directs them all,and "Created them all""Walks with each one of them "Daily"!!!What would happen without "Love"? There would be no "Heaven up above? There would be no "Hell" down below"?.....Without "Love" "Hate,Anger,Greed,Enmity,Jealousy,Ego Tripping,Deceit,War,Pain,Vanity,and everything that is "Hateful",to include the worst in "The Holy Spirit" of Those who do not "Believe in "The Lord God Almighty"....."The Lord God Almighty" said in The Holy Bible"......I cause "Peace" and "Create Evil"!!!! I "The Lord" Do All These Things!!! .........Love Remains........The Lord does all these things! Praise The Lord!!!!The synonym of "GOD" is "LOVE": and you can ask "Jesus Christ" ,who "The Lord GOD" raised from "The Dead",who was his only begotten son....."To Be"......"The First", to be raised from "The Dead" by "God" to receive "Eternal Life",and Jesus Christ raised Lazurah from "The Dead" but not to "Eternal Life",but Jesus Christ "Prayed To God" "His Father" to raise Lazurah back to life!!!We need to "Never,Never,Never, forget that we travel on a road,and we may be in a car,and step on the brakes,and when we do "The rubber of our tires meet the road,and we stop just in the nick of time!!! The road that we were traveling on ,and the brakes ,and the rubber that stopped us was ,and is created by "SPIRIT",along with the man who created the road,and the brakes,and the rubber,as we can desearn something "SPIRITUAL" is not "Nothing"! The Spirit of GOD loves us,and created all matter,and anti-matter of which "The Entire Universe is Composed of to let us have a realization of "The influence,and "The Power" over anything that "Exist",and created by "The Spirit" that "The Lord God Almighty" Created in "The Spirit of "His Love""The Lord God Almighty" Created Hate"so that his "Love" will always "Defeat It"!!! The Devil Himself is "A DEFEATED SOUL"!!! PRAISE THE LORD!!!!!!!!!!
In Life’s old garden nations lived who all its fruits enjoyed,
While others longed in vain, while some the winter blasts destroyed;
Its trees are legion; some decay, While others flush with bloom,
And thousands still their birth await, Hid in the garden’s womb;
A symbol of luxuriance, The Tree of Islam reigns,
Its fruits achieved with centuries of garden-tending pains.
Your robe is free from dust of home, Not yours such narrow ties,
That Yousuf you, who Canaan sweet, In every Egypt lies;
The qafila can never disperse You holdest the starting bells9
Nothing else is needed, if your will Your onward march impels.
You candle-tree! your wick-like root, Its top with flame illumes,
Your thought is fire, its very breath all future care consumes.
And you will suffer no surcease should Iran’s star decline,
It is not the vessel which decides the potency of wine;
It is proved to all the world, from tales of Tartar conquerors,
The Kaaba brave defenders found in temple-worshippers.
In you relies the bark of God, Adrift beyond the bar,
The new-born age is dark as night, And you its dim pole-star.
The Bulgars march! the fiend of war in fearful fury breathes;
The message comes: “Sleepers, awake! The Balkan cauldron seethes.”
You deem this a cause of grief,Your heart is mortified;
But no, your pride, your sacrifice, Thus, once again, are tried.
Beneath your foes if chargers neigh? Why tremble you in fright?
For never, never, shall their breath extinguish Heaven’s light.
Not yet have other nations seen what you are truly worth,
The realm of Being has need of you for perfecting this earth.
If anything yet keeps world alive, ‘It is yours impetuous zeal,
And you will rise its ruling star, And you will shape its weal.
This is no time for idle rest, Much yet remains undone;
The lamp of tawhid needs your touch to make it shame the sun!
You are like fragrance in the bud, Diffuse yourself: be free.
Perfume the garden breeze, and fill the earth with scent of you.
From dusty speck, do you increase to trackless desert-main.
From a faint breeze, a tempest grow, Become a hurricane!
Raise you, through Love, all humble to greatness and to fame;
Enlighten you the groping world with dear Muhammad’s Name.
King Power Rhapsody -
printed by the Leicester Mercury after the victory against Chelsea before Christmas
Is this the real life? Or just a fox fantasy?
Man U now Chelsea, it's a Leicester reality.
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,
We're not a small club, we need no sympathy,
Points are easy come, easy go,
We hit a high, hit a low,
Depends which way the wind blows
but Leicester's all that matters to me... to me.
Mama, we signed a man,
We paid a million for this guy,
At the time we all asked why.
But Mama, now he's scored again,
And that means that he's scored fifteen so far...
Mama, ooh, our expectations weren't this high
And if we don't top the league this time tomorrow,
We'll carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.
Mahrez, his time has come,
Sent shivers down my spine,
Scintillating all the time.
Goodbye, Aston Villa, you've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Mama, ooh (we play until the ref blows),
Lawro said we'd lose,
I sometimes wish he'd never been born at all.
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Oh Special One, Special One, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning,
But he's not even frightening me.
Ranieri, Ranieri, Ranieri Claudio,
Magnifico.
Claudio 'We're just-a Leicester, no-a-body likes us'
Mourinho 'They're just a small club, I don't like them,
and I haven't liked him (Ranieri) since we worked in Italy'.
Easy come, easy go, will the ref not blow?
We just don't know but we'll play until he blows,
the ref says no, we'll play until he blows,
the ref says no, we'll play until he blows,
we'll play until he blows
He'll Never, never
Never never blow
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Claudio 'Oh, mama mia, mama mia
(Mama mia, let him blow)'
Then Clattenburg puts his whistle to his lips and we,
have all three...
So you think we're just Leicester and can't be this high;
but we're top in December and we could still buy.
We're just never gonna quit, and if you chat sh1t you'll get banged.....
Nothing really matters anyone can see cause we are Leicester City,
Yes we are Leicester City and we're top of the league.
(we play until the ref blows...)
Never
Oh, Lord never
Never gonna cry again
Never gonna die again, no, no-never;
Never gonna walk in the rain, never
Never gonna feel anymore pain, never
Never gonna worry bout' riches or gains monetary things...
Never, No never;
Never gonna die again Oh! no, no, no, no;
Never gonna walk in the rain no more;
Where I'm going it doesn't snow;
Never gonna shed a tear, nothing but joy here...
Never gonna blow my own horn;
Prideful conceited and battle scorn
Never, no never am I
Never gonna wish you weren't born;
I got no heaven nor hell to put ya; (no never)
Never gonna say your name, call it out in vain, no way, never;
Never gonna live in shame;
I won't be lifted up, cause I am just a man;
Spirit/soul, skin and bones;
Never, never no...
I'm gonna turn this praise around; (never-never)
Oh, yeah, yeah
I'm gonna turn this praise around; (never-never)
Oh, yeah, yeah
I'm gonna turn this praise around;
Oh, yeah, yeah-alleluia I'm gonna turn this praise around;
Oh, yeah, yeah-alleluia -alleluia
Never gonna feel the pains and those shames again, never, no never
Never, I'm gonna turn this praise around;
Gonna praise my Lord and King;
King of Kings of everything;
Never, gonna wish you well;
I pray my brother that you will excel;
Your God's property, and that's alright wit me;
Never
Oh, Lord never
Never gonna cry again
Never gonna die again, no, no-never;
Never gonna walk in the rain, never
Never gonna feel anymore pain, never
Never gonna worry bout' riches or gains monetary things...
Never, No never;
Never gonna die again Oh! no, no, no, no;
Never gonna walk in the rain no more;
Where I'm going it doesn't snow;
Never gonna shed a tear, nothing but joy here...
Never gonna blow my own horn;
Prideful conceited and battle scorn
Never, no never am I
Never gonna wish you weren't born;
I got no heaven nor hell to put ya; (no never)
Never gonna say your name, call it out in vain, no way, never;
Never gonna live in shame;
I won't be lifted up, cause I am just a man;
Spirit/soul, skin and bones;
Never, never no...
11/27/10
written word by James Edward Lee Sr. 2010, 2019©
arranged music by Jonathan Kabore
I AM ......NOT GOING TO GET OUT OF YOUR CAR:..........SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT THAT? THAT IS THE CONVERSION! YOU BETTER NOT TOUCH ME!!! I AM NOT GOING TO GET OUT OF "YOUR HOUSE".....SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT THAT? YOU BETTER NOT TOUCH ME!!!I AM IN YOUR "COURT ROOM,AND I WAS TOLD TO BE SEATED,AND I AM NOT GOING TO SIT DOWN,SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT? I OWE YOU A LOT OF MONEY,AND I'M NOT GOING TO PAY YOU,AND I TOLD YOU SO; SO WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT? WE CAN CALL ALL OF THE ABOVE"PROVOCATION" IN THE "WRONG WAY" TO CAUSE THE 'PROVOKING IGNORANCE TO BE SOMETHING THAT TRIES TO MAKE "GOD'S LOVE TO BE STRIPPED AWAY! THEY DIE BY THE THOUSAND EVERYDAY"HELL BOUND" IN EVERY HUT AND EVERY TOWN!!! RICH AND POOR!!!! WE SEE THIS PROVOKING GO ON EVERYDAY,AND WE LEARN NEVER TO GIVE A PROVOKER ANY "POWER",BECAUSE THEY WILL TRULY DESTROY THEMSELVES,AND US WHO "LOVE",BECAUSE PROVOCATION IS REALLY SENT FROM HELL,AND IT IS WHAT THEY WHO ARE HELL BOUND PERPETUATE; THEY PERPETUATE PROVOCATION INSTEAD OF 'LOVE'!!! THOSE WHO PERPETUATE PROVOCATION NEED TO FIND 'LOVE",AND EVOKETION TO BRING ABOUT A BETTER NATION,AND IMPROVE THEIR OWN SITUATION!!!EVOKENOLOGY IS A NEW STUDY THAT A MAN NEEDS TO SEEK,BECAUSE GOD EVOKES US TO MAKE US SMILE AND NOT BE WEAK!!!!EVOKEKANOLOGY IS A REAL WORD ,AND EVOKE IS ALREADY IN OUR DICTIONARY.........I JUST ADDED STUDY OF EVOKE!PEOPLE DO IT EVERYDAY. MOST PROVOCATION : I EVOKE! PROVOCATION IS DEATH! EVOKE IS LIFE! FIND A GOOD WIFE!!!PROVOCATION TRIES TO MISUSE "LOVE",AND RESPECT,AND PROVOCATION CAUSES "FAILURE",AND IS "NEVER,NEVER,NEVER A SUCCESS!!!PROVOCATION MAKES THOSE WHO PERPETUATE IT FAILURES "AT THEIR BEST"!!! WHO OR WHOM IS MAKING THEIR BEST EFFORT TO CAUSE "OUR SCHOOL TEACHER" IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA TO BE ANGRY"?WHAT LEADERS ARE DOING THAT TO CAUSE "DEMOCRACY" TO FAIL"?WILL THEY BE SENT TO............WHO IS BEING PAID TO PROVOKE "ANGER"IN THIS DEMOCRATIC SOCIETY"?WHO MAKES OUR TEACHERS WHO TEACH OUR CHILDREN ANGRY ,AND LET THEM BRING THE "ANGER" HOME TO CAUSE THE HOME TO FAIL........HURT A CHILD AND GO TO HELL,IF YOU CAUSE OUR CHILDREN TO FAIL!!!!FIRST TO JAIL ,THEN TO HELL!!!!!