Long Sacrifice Poems
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From the dawn of the beginning, the ordinary
When now to many as one race, to count as one.
Destiny was then as Fate and our death's
To few were friends.
A longer blade a knife your son, remembered
From the dreams of those that would.
A coward under fire can't take the life of one
Who could.
Control of human beings means less control,
Condemned to serve a human not themselves.
I burn to know before I leave and other's die
That useless death to give what they can't give.
And what of hell?
Impaled upon the beast it's seven horns,
And of hell it sways them not, what does it say
About their only God?
In a land of law's that do not work, to keep
Each human down,
Who sacrifice their children's fate, who lay it
On the people,
Who are tired and weak to know what Judge's don't.
Stoney eyed,
U.S. human beings are forced to sit and wait.
In a bar to open late,
When the future it is said our fate, when every
Baby born will know it's future not it's fate.
To be loved like God does
Something ooh ooh , somethings
Need to be cherished and loved by a man
Be loved like God does
There's something
It's so amazing in you.
This is true.
Oh Lord, my man has the DNA of you.
He's perfectly hued
Made in your image, too
There's something so amazing in you
Like my Father , God does , please love me
Like my God does, please love me.
He's my God, He's constant mercy is love.
I wanna be loved like this.
I need a man with constant mercy.
Provision and care, patients, and kind
Be the ultimate sacrifice.
Unconditional graced in mercy and love.
I want to be loved by a man like God does
Love me like my Father, God does.
To be loved like God does
2/17/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
Solitude is now a trained trait
It’s easier than teaching the selfish to cooperate
Past the lights of yesterday
I see tomorrow fade away
Mundane voices talk with ease
Explaining why we go to sleep
Hieroglyphics carved in walls
Lead the way into our stalls
Different tones above our skies
Give our gods an alibi
Friendless souls still stomp around
Deciding if they own our town
Pristine people right and true
Can be bribed to work four you
Forced in to a governmental sacrifice
Seems to decrease our economical price
My minds been monopolized
Taken hostage by a pack of lies
Our love smothers, we destroy with hate
Emotional providences we can’t regulate
Poison from a broken heart
Can be used to dip a dart
Men have fought on foreign land
War has always been freedoms demand
Fallen comrades buried deep
Buried with the maps we seek
Thoughts not directly from my mind
Take refuge in my memory at times
Strong and educated we are immense
Unable though to choose sides of defense
A stagnate society lies in wait
Watching to see what our children create
Promises made of true satisfaction
Redeemed By investing in political action
The flag though torn still it waves
Granting our freedom, although were not enslaved
We have the choice or so they claim
To play like them or lose the game
Our elders, our teachers, to us they now run
Grappling at their justice; for answers, to us come.
APC (AXE, PROPAGANDA & CONSENT)
The forest didn’t shrink from fire or storms rolling in from afar;
It dwindled under the swing of steel, met with the rustling applause of leaves.
An axe wandered through the trees, proclaiming:
“My handle is made of wood, carved from your very essence.
How could I possibly be your foe?”
And the green, white, green trees nodded in agreement.6
The iroko admired the handle’s craftsmanship. The mahogany marveled at its rich grain.
The cedar called it kin, singing, “On your mandate, we shall stand.”
And the old, corny axe beamed with pride.
A tortoise shared a thought with the river:
“The crocodile starts with sweet talk,
Long before it reveals its sharp teeth.”
But the rivere river just chuckled.¹4
A goat chose the butcher, lured by promises of lush greener grass.
The knife showed up, wrapped in the fabric of 2027 campaign.¹6
A drum INECtically cautioned the dancers:
“The hand that strikes me doesn’t sway to my rhythm.”
Yet, the dancers dismissed it as mere pessimism.
Branches turned into stumps, and those stumps defended the axe:
“The cutting Congress is a form of invisible reform.
The All Progressive...pain is a necessary sacrifice.
The whipping out or emptiness? That’s progress.”²³
Then, an ancient stump spoke up:
“Every blade needs a handle.
Every throne requires believers.”
But the forest continued to admire the handle,
Waiting for shade from the very hand that cut it.
I hope they know it will be a regrettable wait
When fate is sealed for another four years.³°
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
FORM: Narrative Poem
Copyright ©?7th June 2026.
Time hit me differently,
but don’t pretend you changed.
Wanting me became useless
when every excuse finally ran dry.
Every sacrifice stole my hours,
piece by piece,
until time itself became a debt
you never intended to repay.
Believe me,
I didn’t look back.
I left with my pride intact.
I walked away from everything
you killed inside me.
I left you behind.
You tried to keep me small,
pressed down beneath your weight,
mistaking my patience
for something you could own.
But now I know better.
You will not break me again.
I still carry your secrets.
I know the shape of your worst mistakes.
You played with my weakness,
stripped me of my strength,
and called it love.
One day you’ll see this clearly,
not rewritten, not softened,
exactly as it was.
Go on, replay every memory,
because that's all that’s left of us.
Marilyn,
don't displease your only friend;
yust for once take my advice:
your next step is simply wrong...
Marilyn,
your way isn't right to choose!
Marilyn,
please don't go now;
you will never know:
how much pain
and misery
you can leave me;
your farewell kiss
will be your only memory!
Marilyn, think it over...
don't give anything over...
this seems a sacrifice you never did;
hide no secret, I'll understand!
Marilyn, I have been the first
to take hold of your empty hand;
can you give me up so fast?
Yesterday you said you never would!
Marilyn,
don't hope
to find another man,
who will appreciate
you as much as I always do...
it can be so hard for you!
October 16 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Acts 6-7
Key Verse – Acts 6:7 And the word of God increased; and the number of the disciples multiplied in Jerusalem greatly; and a great company of the priests were obedient to the faith.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY FAITH INCREASER
Lord God, You are my faith Increaser toward my service-freedom
Thank You for filling me with Your might and wisdom
That I may please You in my obedience, prioritizing Your kingdom---
Help me give myself continually to prayer against attacking boredom.
Lord God, You are my faith Increaser toward my Bible-practice
Thank You for enabling me to resist disputations of lawless notice
That I may look steadfastly on Your deliverance treatise---
Help me set myself to exercise, by Your grace, holiness expertise.
Lord God, You are my faith Increaser toward my stewardship-function
Thank You for granting me inheritance of divine possession
That I may move along Your guidance despite bondage of affliction---
Help me bring myself to sojourn in Your covenant’s provision.
Lord God, You are my faith Increaser toward my trust-sustenance
Thank You for drawing me night to Your nourishing assistance
That I may flee from pulls of defiance to Your mount of deliverance---
Help me yield myself to Your protective guidance.
Lord God, You are my faith Increaser toward my standard-raising
Thank You for satisfying me with Your abounding blessing
That I may face Your throne midst prayerful revival-filled praising---
Help me offer myself as my sacrifice with rejoicing.
Lord God, You are my faith Increaser toward my noble desires’ favour
Thank You for building me through Your perfecting fervour
That I may endure persecution by Your compassion-flavour---
Help me rest myself in Your care upon Your mercy I savour.
Lord God, You are my faith Increaser toward my earnest law-fulfillment
Thank You for sufficing me well with Your peace and contentment
That I may kneel down and strive to pursue my commitment---
Help me open myself to Your nurturing voice of endearment.
October 16, 2023
Your faith for the greater good has cease its dawning
Self-loathing in one’s destiny isn’t to be for your path’s bidding
So much more must you endure, am you to fully understand
Death to every a soul is a must for sacrifice to justly apprehend
Compassion, pity and even love must you learn to dispel
For these only belong the emotions of the weak to welcome Hell
Heed the need of my words should one day your mortal heart be soften
To be manipulated easily would be from the cause of these depressions
Therefore, I give to you this amulet, marking your destiny
Seek its true wisdom and in war will all simply be tranquility
Though this battle may have separated you from Alkaiya
Your fate is bound in time to meet her once more from afar
Return now my Knight, into The Ancients and face your fate
To truly be The Knight of the Word, lies a lifetime more to await”
{From whence he awoke, the amulet then lies in his hands
Where of power he sees in the amulet, might he seek to lend?
Without Alkaiya’s healing ability, he struggled onto his feet
Traveling through a day without aid from no one to seek
Though of the amulet on his neck, it withdrew but nothing more
Not of knowledge either for his near dying soul to call for
Till finally, onto an ageless tree he encountered to stumble upon
And into a dreamless dream he can only surrender and slumber Along}
“It was several days after before I am finally to see the light
What of miracles to have assisted me through those quiet nights?
And a single feather there lay beside from where I awoke
A finest of feather to once more assure there exist still of hope
Decidedly, I am to remain a while longer upon this sacred ground
To recover perhaps the lost of faith and of tranquility to be found
By the waterfall is where Ei-rian found thy loathing soul
A broken destiny in disguise, to finally learn of each destine role
Remember well, Knight of the Word… the cause of disruption
Nothing is ever the real truth beyond a mortal’s reason
And as for the amulet you behold, is imbue of my spirit
Should my aid be required, you are simply to will it
Of lives lost and found, of souls broken within
May tranquility come to you beyond The Ancient’s dream”
In your life's journey you must be willing to submit
Be humble forget your pride and embrace the Holy Spirit
God can't move in your life If you can't set you pride aside
Let him protect you from all those things in life from which you want to hide
In the name of Jesus relinquish to God control
obtain His grace and mercy, increase your faith and become bold
Come unto Christ and to Him you must beseech
In the name of Jesus let the spirit in you be reached
Let The Lord guide you and lead you by His way
Heal your mind and body, make you whole this day
In the name of Jesus let His blood give you the power
to face the adversary at any given hour
In the name of Jesus, The Lord Jesus Christ
as He did for you, for Him make the sacrifice
Stand up and shout, sing songs of praise
In the name of Jesus let your voice be forever raised
Know that The Lord God will always be there for you
In the name of Jesus He will give you the victory too
Just continue toward your destiny and do as God attests
for in His Son, Jesus' name, It is you He has blessed
Wherever I go and to wherever I may wonder
I will always know even as I continue to ponder
That the old rugged cross I always keep by my side
For it was from His loss that I can walk with pride
For each time I come to see or to even just hear
Knowing that I am now free and that the Lord is so near
Then in seeing His pain, His amazing loving sacrifice
Just so Heaven we could obtain as He paid our price
Looking at that Cross on the wall the pain in our Lord's Face
Our Savior took our fall and He did it with such complete grace
So as I bend my knees in offering up my every thought
A pain one now better sees in what my sin has wrought
They may try to take them down in the covering of His Face
Trying to remove His Crown acting in complete disgrace
But the King is coming back to reign in eternal Glory
Unbeknownst to those who lack any concept of His story
Oh that old rugged Cross