I’ll lose a friend tomorrow.. but he won’t die..
not his physical body but maybe inside..
by something he can easily find.
He doesn’t see it coming but I do, like he knew,
so we’d use,
I would stop but he’d refuse,
its GOT YOU MAN..
its got you. …. Truth.
Abuse without a bruise,
one hit can lead to repercussions.
Reefer, Speed n Uppers, feed the fiend, see empty cupboards.
I said ‘you should get some sleep’ but he disagreed cuz he is stubborn.
he said ‘PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE TO SUFFER.’
I lost a friend today and I did nothing.
But he didn’t die.
It was more like living on thin ice
in a glass house pipe
with a rock on standby
for a damned life
he’s willing to just throw away for a high price
but the sad thing is he can afford it. … What about your daughter?
… and what we talked about as kids… and what will I tell mine?
YOURE NOT THE SAME ANYMORE.
He said he was clean but he lied,
I could see it in his pride and the bags under his eyes
and that car stereo case by his side.
I lost a friend yesterday… but he didn’t die.
The drugs took him… and I never got to say goodbye.
Soul can heal itself
Heart just shatters
look into my eyes
you see my soul
they do not compare
but are often correlated
Heart antithesis to Soul
Heart pumping loudly gross
Soul defines your being
Heart fuels physical body
comparing them is disgraceful
this discrepancy hurts Soul
Soul forms beauty
Soul move onto life
Heart disposable with body
Soul different than Heart
It’s a constant battle
But the enemy can’t be seen
The mirror reflects the struggle within
Yet to the outside world
Nothing to see here.
Awareness and pain
Hand in hand as they, like a hunter
Stalking its prey
Target their prize.
Tricked mind..
Pain? Not pain?
Relief is short, the reality of a world without
Rather than the turmoil within.
Cell on cell the fight never stops
As each second the self loathing
My physical body its own worst enemy
As the autoimmune diseases
hunt in their packs.
Her spirit was naked
Her sight sachet the wind
Was her covering
Her lips were chap
She blew a kiss
Her mouth tasted the leaf
Leaves on the tree
The wind came and covering her
The clouds overlooked and covered her
Every raindrop that fell from third heaven
Wet her physical body
You see she clothes in God
And she could never be naked
11/15/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2025
As the last leaf falls,
Time opens a new door.
The book closes its volume,
And the symphony fades into oblivion.
Another season emerges from its chamber.
Nothing is eternal in this world where we feel perplexed and pursued,
Confused by the mysteries that each day unfolds,
Chased by the night and its elements.
We perpetually seek redemption,
Even as we sometimes soar on its wings.
Life is a Ferris wheel of gloom and bloom.
There’s a process of gaining and letting go.
Nature teaches us to consider the two sides of dawn,
The stillness of the night echoes the duality of eternity.
There’s a highway in the nothingness beyond the physical body.
A constellation of stars heralds our arrival,
They scatter to signal our departure.
Our souls journey to the beyond,
Flights as transcending lights,
Lights in Zion bring delight.
March 6, 2025.
With physical body, formed out of dust by supreme might
I'm alive; yet I confess personal frailty, needing Creator’s assistance
Thankful am I for His hand, ready to reach-out, never from a distance
To help me offer kindness while courageously treading under His light.
Admitting fear of seemingly bleak future
My faith hope leans on the Saviour’s assurance of bliss
Being the good Shepherd Who leads toward peace-abyss
Against cravings offered by vain carnality and feral human nature.
Blest with stature as God’s creation of divine worth
My soul trusts the Almighty along His sovereignty
Believing Him as the Source of eternal life’s bounty
Thus, I rely on His grace midst my obvious dearth.
Now, with courage* to win over lust of selfish will
I trust my Maker to direct steps for loving deed
While praying for functionality over philosophical creed
Since ready am I, His vessel for spiritual mandate to fulfill.
*Joshua 1:9 Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the LORD thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest.
October 17, 2024
Wealth immunity is a material possession
of the physical body,
happiness is a mentality
of the conscious
put in place by the soul that delivers the deed,
there is no weakness where there is need,
and there is no status to the man with greed,
power is gifted until the powerful fall
when judgement is placed upon us all.
Fame is a game of the mortal
abuse is a game for the awful
when the power is yours
to abuse above law
will the morals restore you
or will damnation enthrall
when you’re someone
remember
you’re no one at all
My teacher did not illuminate me with facts about this world. Rather he/she led me, lovingly, to know who I am, and showed me how to learn.
Encouraging students to seek knowledge and truth for ourselves is the only lesson that is never finished. When one stops learning, one stops growing.
For we are a complicated machine, humans. We have a physical body, a soul which resides in the heart and mind…our essential selves, and a spirit.
A true teacher will touch the whole of who we are…guiding us to seek wisdom.
Darkness
The Hell I live in
Forever burns, is black, and is completely alone.
It is void of sound and emotions.
I have lived here for years.
By myself.
Delivered by you.
Your narcissistic behavior brought
Me here on a black chariot.
Evil, cruel behavior cut me down.
Piece by piece is lost.
My emotional control was the first to die.
Your words were so cruel.
So cutting, a knife through my heart.
And when my heart stopped beating
you went for my self control,
What I looked like.
The world said I was beautiful.
A goddess, a queen.
But you said I was ugly. .
Then you beat you my physical body.
Broke my face. Bruises.
More words to break my self esteem.
I was awful and worthless at everything.
Had to correct even my sentences.
I can not even speak correctly.
Lastly I was not even worth leaving the house with. An embarrassment in public.
Everything is an argument.
Constantly fighting.
You took my soul.
My everything is lost.
I am a shell.
Skin and bones.
I cant think for myself.
Who am I but a ghost
In this Hell.
Wandering.
Lost.
Empty.
Profoundly in retrospect signs of embracing a mindset and values in a piece self-awareness and spiritual connection over material possessions and external sources of happiness
my inner self needs no trappings
so no physical bliss
I am content in myself
before energy is only free
with it beyond
The vessel to spiritual energy
I am first
A sense of liberation as I'm transcending the need for physical comfort or external validation seems to be tapping into a deeper sense of purpose and fulfillment that come from God I recognition it's that the true essence extends beyond the physical body and that spiritual energy is unfettered by materialistical constraints it's a beautiful expression of spiritual awareness and inner freedom I am not my flesh
7/8/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2024
Just woven wooly natural woman silky hair
My eyes are open yet I do not stare
There's no lust but there's a prominent site
God adorned Beauty it's magnificent
So as she stands before me
My eyes envision yet and still
My eyes are celibate as the miles win
Traveling soul sprase three heavens
Cooling breeze blows
My ears hear the whispering of the flow
My ears are celibate
I hear her soft voice yet still
Gazing I enlist my heartbeats in unison with hers
My hands and arms are celibate
I do not want to touch nor hold her embracing I must not For she's not mine to touch
~
I stand before her celibate and with each and every breath and Walking forthward each and every step
I draw myself
Closer to her she is a Child of God
~
Of age to praise
I stand before her and into my next breath I inhale
And exhale and even in that I'm celebrating
And constellation for the duration I surmise
~
That my physical body as well as spiritual side
Remain celibate for she is not mine
She Belongs to the Father God
And in that all is purposeful
6/2/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
*The title was just in my head so I had to make something with it... I'm not sure how good it is, so feel free to tear it apart if you choose*
I've seen the end
But it isn't what you think
Time and space will bend
LIke you've had too much to drink
Your physical body leaves you
It's something you no longer need
Nobody can see you you're see through
Nothing to break down or bleed
I have seen the end
It's not all fun and games
The amount of energy it takes to just stand
Will leave you drained for days
I have seen the end
And I ignore all of your pleas
There's no way you can win
Just know your end begins with me
she could not handle the truth
easier to live a lie
just the truth the whole truth nothing but the truth
does it still exist
when none believe reality its still truth
if all believe lies they are still falsehoods
authenticity captures facts that exist
cold hard facts metaphorically speaking
how do I substantiate its actual
is there a magic formular to follow
do I trust my instinct can it be misled
if its verisimilitude can I trust
being lifelike cannot be the whole answer
fakes can seem more actual than authentic
verifying requires a masters degree
some anomalies are true world or true life
says true fruit would they put fake fruit in the can
corporeality surely must exist
a physical body a truthful being
must be believed actual
Alzheimer's destroyed
mother's mind, her body died....
orphaned thrice
I was orphaned at 16 months, when my biological mother died, then when mother was so confused from dementia, I was orphaned again and then the physical body died leaving me completely alone.
enter>My Lord has made peace with me
Christ has reconciled everything unto Himself
My Lord Jesus has made peace with me
He sacrificed His life so that I wouldn’t have to
I was separated by my sins
My Lord Jesus came to wear them
As a result He has brought me (us)
Unto His own self
Yet now He has reconciled with you Jesus
Unto Himself through the death of Christ
In His physical body brought his own presence.
He has brought you unto His own presence
And now I am holy and blameless
Standing before my Lord, My God My Christ without a single fault
Hallelujah
8/22/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
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