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You thought Rob Ford went to Heaven.
You prayed he got his wings.
For all it takes to make him welcome;
to those I tell these things.
He seemed the very human being
we'd idol for our flaws.
The press enforcing he was bad
despite their shaming cause.
A skin flint with our many dollars.
A hero to the city.
While ambushed by a waiting counsel
to bring about our pity.
He sinned the sins of every man.
The bureaucrats own misgiving.
His peers exploiting him as worse
with none of them forgiving.
A martyr with a thousand plans.
His goal to bring the peace.
Now silenced for a greater cause,
his soul won't know to cease.
I was liken a race car driver, while on the tracks of life my spiritual self just keep on running and running and running and running and running and running, running.
My physical body just tried of the days on things. Bored to life with all the complex trappings. My body in a bind, this world not treating me very kind.
And I rely on myself to get me out of this mess. And to my surprise I just stopped and got out of this world car. Stop the pains of traveling around and around racing defacing myself… got a breath of the wind. Found myself surveying;
put the car in park
got out of me start praising
now walks in heaven
now walks in heaven
where there's no pollution none
no spiraling drones
life's racing autos
running running in circles
car now placed in park
my needs now get out
got out of me start praising
now walks in heaven
9/4/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
I never knew in my past
that we in our lives go through
this annoying task
of highs and lows
and when you realize
there is someone
that I just can't let go
because he's captured
my heart...my soul
years ago
I torture myself everyday
reminding myself in every way
the feeling I had when he looked
deep into my eyes
time stood still
and I way hypnotized
the smile when I heard his voice
we didn't get to see one another often
but that wasn't by choice
then there was that day we walked away
having so damn much to say
could not put it into words
my world shattered then and there
but I believed it was over...through
between me and you
forever
so I went on with life
found someone, had my kids
thought it was bliss
who knew it would
come to this
the constant memories
never going away
I see them vividly
each and every damn day
it's not the remembering
that gets to me
it's the fact I've not told
him yet how I still feel
we've both bee hurt before
but our wounds have had time to heal
I don't expect him to come back to me
just hope I can make him see
what I feel is true
I don't want to intrude
on his life now
but I do have to let him know somehow
life is way to short to let chance slip by
always asking yourself why
stand up take a bow
speak up clear and loud
cause you have to live in
the here and now
Every daughter who turns forty
Should get one of these
A poem from her father
Saying what he sees
A home you're building
That's warm, safe and kind
What we'd all expect
And hope to find
So proud are we of your character,
Intellect and what you are
Your heart and skills as dancer,
Wife, mother: you've taken far
Turning forty's a right of passage
Consequences, decisions made of clarity
Now you're the one whose word
Carries the weight and gravity
Someday you'll decide what's best
For your mother and me
Same as we did for you
When you were three
It's the way it is as
We reach to the night
Children mature and
Decide what's right
Your offspring will
Get your unswerving love
Your family being safe
With help from above
You'll know better
How to care for us
When we're like children
And tend to fuss
Your fortieth year
Marks a milestone
With us you'll
March forward not alone
Throughout my life I’ve had the privileged of listening…
without interference of confusion
to a diverse and varied and melodic musical suffusion
From a host of animals…dogs, cats, birds and dolphins
to the subtle flutter of a butterfly’s wings or the buzzing of the bees
From the waves of the ocean crashing on the shore…
to the whisper of the wind through the trees.
I’ve listened to a host of musical genres…from Bach to the Beatles
all who’s virtues I extol…
From country to folk to reggae to the blues….
everything from Jimmy buffet and Motown to rock and roll.
Time seems to stop when I’m listening to music
I can’t put my finger on the why or the how…
but when I’m tuned in to the music of life
as the Buddhist say…
there…is only now.
Music has a way of permeating the body
of finding it’s way in…
It not only enters through our ears
but is absorbed in through our skin
It echoes from within us…then settles
never to depart…
For once it’s found its way inside…
it makes a home within our heart
Yes, I’ve been blessed to love all types of music…
some of the tunes have faded away…
others often repeat…
and I imagine by listening go the music of life
is where my heart discovered its beat.
10/7/12
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There is a multitude around the world preparing for God’s Kingdom
And there is one dark enmity preparing as well
Combatting this powerful being’s influence and persistence
Is like going against a strong ocean current during a blistery storm
Satan the devil has blinded the world
How then can we help others see the light?
God reveals through the Word something unsettling
He reveals that there will be many readily embracing
The very enemy himself
Be aware of the darkness and its devices that destruct
Many will fail to realize who is the hero
Turning to the very one that will tear them apart
There will be baggage in the millennium
The multitude will have the authority to teach
To take away the blinds from the clouded, deceived eyes
Of billions
We continue on now
We take action now
For the sake of all of those now and onwards
*inspired by John Goodwin*
My brain is totally tapped
Something in me finally snapped
My blood pressures on the rise
Flames are shooting from my eyes
Getting feverish and hot
Tightness is about to start
In my hands as fists are closing
Signs of anger surely showing
Veins in my head fastly thumping
Stress is furiously pumping
Through every inch and every space
Redness on my cheeks and face
Tremors causing me to shake
Like a dangerous earthquake
That will do a lot of damage
I can not control or manage
These emotions so watch out
Smoke is coming from my "snout"
I'm a bull about to charge
Painful sharp horns big and large
So stay clear out of my path
At full force I will attack
Everyone who's been a jerk
In my life causing the hurt
Making me go this insane
Revenge is such a deadly game
Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days.
Too long Past and too short Future
At present, in senile decay.
Does not matter, rue or rapture.
No dynamism., life stagnant,
Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days.
Forgotten when progress was vibrant.
All around dark, no shiny rays.
Life has no charm, lustre and glaze
Nothing to expect , nothing to gain.
Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days
Only spending time in vain.
Awaiting for last bell to ring
Yet for rest of life, wish to pray
Dynamism again to bring !
Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days.
Now that we know struggle
can exist in commemoration meetings
museums, battlegrounds or rivers
now that we know soldiers too can
be bourgeoisie making business
workers can govern or dance to be
Love can be free
Vagabonds can write poetry
advocates count syllables astutely
architects forgetting about wheelchairs
now that presidents fail farmers fickle
with colonels wanting to sing sonatas
now that heroes hymn in the heavens
we know Soul has no gender or class
Now that we know hunger is only a lesson
and rage a rampant note going past
now that we know eyes are but mirrors
through Dark Ages with democracy
imprinted on genes
now we can touch exuding Light
So let’s smell a good stew
dwelling with arum lilies new
let’s listen to frogs croaking
squeeze a warm hand poking
now that Consciousness opens up
i t a l w a y s w a s
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Now, Drink My Dear
I saw the answer in your eyes.
Before the question was asked.
Deepest hurt, pooled in your eyes.
And streamed down your face in tears.
The silence was deafening.
How could Life be so inextricable?
Two hearts in fragments with no aforethought as to this very moment.
Was this a punishment for the joining of two bodies in love?
A love sworn to be agape, or philia?
Our love that imprudently flamed into beastly desires.
A love that pelted us to depths that left us no oxygen to inhale.
Not one in this world could sustain the perils that two have fought.
And now death knell is eminent to our love.
One last kiss, which melts away all fears.
Now, drink my dear.