Qwerty makes us wonder: what about that uiop?
And above we have one, two, three,
and so forth and so on etcetera.
A type of thought we are forced into.
And, yes, a thought of type:
that qwerty and that uiop!
And one-to-zero looks from a higher place.
As we know, zero is one below one -
if you numerate, of course; yet it's to the right.
Is it right to place it to the right of nine?
Or should the right place be left -
the left of the place of one?
(17 Aug 2024)
Categories:
numerate, poetry, silly, smile,
Form: Free verse
Proposed off
and I wonder of my purpose
What's life?
Is all about I who was made
Delicate the inward parts
Of my body need it woven together
In my mother's womb parts
Spirit soul heart encased in a vessel
I am not measured
But yet I am composed of numbers
I am more than parts if I live I live not for myself
When I die I die not for myself
I am equally chosen every moment
That is laid out I am within the thoughts
Of my Father OH, God
They cannot numerate me
I am more than a number I am birth
Over and not
Under as I transfer toward the ground
I am purpose I cry out
...... God most high so God who will fulfill his purpose for me Psalms 57:2
11/18.23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Categories:
numerate, analogy, destiny, identity,
Form: Free verse