In my country
For you to make sense
You need to have money
For you to be respected
You have to throw money around
For you to find love
You need to have money.
Every effect
A cause
A man's wife may either
"Make" or "break" him
Everyone has their
own style of expressing things.
Forgetting we're souls
Not the body
The soul is limitless
And the body is very limited
We're from the infinite source
Never to be limited to substance or things but purpose.
when I block the light
I then become a shadow
form without substance
Having tasted substance abuse,
today in truth,
many of the young
are wasted in their youth.
But 'God damn' only the pusher
you didn't oughta
as, without the doer,
the dealer, he'd be dead in the water.
One and the same, they're both to blame,
as off each other they will feed,
the former for avarice, a.k.a., greed,
the latter for a misconceived need...
if not to allay his fears,
but cede to the pressure of his peers.
If only my life I could live over again
and the years unfold in my daily scuffle,
as at the thought of growing old,
I recoil from this mortal shuffle.
With apologies to; George Bernard Shaw (1856 – 1950) and William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Filled with substance,
Never know who I’ll be next -
A person in disguise
Like the back of an earring,
Lost in the fibers
Unsure of what thought comes next -
But I feel more aware,
Yet still so alone -
Misunderstood,
Substance,
You’ve held me so tight.
Made me feel safe
But without you, it’s so much clearer
I cannot replace,
I must escape
And learn to live without you
Breathing in can be the hardest part
When you stretch your mind and heart
So very far apart
I'm bleeding from the inside but no one see's the kill
I read between the lines.
Those lines are where I write my will
So if you'll take my pardon
I'll fall back into the garden
to return...
To the substance of existence
I would rather be the incense
you burn...
SUBSTANCE WE 2-
You have access to me
I am me inside you
Let us be real
Being truth and true
We are the substance same we two
6/5/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
I speak my thoughts...you do not hear. I reach to touch...you are not near.
I matter not to you, nor to any other. I am invisible...you do not see me.
I have no face; I have no substance. I try to speak, there are no words...you took my voice! So, now I huddle, fetal form. I strain to hear the dullness of my heart as its beat slows and fainter gets. Now even I can no longer see a speck, a shadow left of me. I am void.
SUBSTANCE FIRED TRIGGERED OUT TAIL MAN BUTTOCK MOVES- A Grook
I lit the substance it fired not
I pulled the trigger something shot out
I shake my buttock, yet don’t have a tail
Like a dog we both move…WELL>
2/1/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
She knows when to say yes and when to say no
She gives you so much, you keep asking for more
She manages her own home, kids and money
Straight talk, her words are not dripped with honey
She knows when you lie and looks you in the eye
Nothing misses her sight not even a fly
She can bulldoze her way into anything complicating
Before you know it she’s got everyone clapping
She will sacrifice her life if she believes it’s worth the cause
When she puts her mind to something there is no press for pause
And so we have, Indira Gandhi, Indra Nooyi and Sudha Murthy
Michelle Obama, Angela Merkel and Jacinda Arden
All these lovely ladies who need a good applause and garland
Am I
abusive
to myself
if I'm substance
how can I be abused
I abused
Grounded turf
I am dirt
with a spirit soul NO
From the heavens I'm fleeting energy
Placed temporarily
in a vessel
body what I look at my eyes
are dirty
I abuse
what I inhale my lungs
are abused
I think thoughts that I retained
At birth death rots
I am abused
I touched that I should not
I am abused
in my wayward forward
I'm backwards
I birth
hurt
I am abused
I'm touched at not
I am not what I touched
I am abused
I take partake
I taste
I'll wait
I inhale
I exhale
I drink I eat
I am abused
in this land
that I stand
I am firm yet softened
I'm accused
~
I am abused
~
I await
I constantly hate
I am relevant
I am positive
yet negative
I am abused
who am I how am
I where am I
why am I
all I know is that I'm am was abused
10/30/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023©
Comrades,Do you know the significance of nine?
Nine is a divine number, says Hindu mythology
The lord Jesus Christ died on a cross
His death time is called ninth hour
You wonder ,there are nine choruses of angels The sun is encircled by the nine planets. Precious gemstone are nine in number We believe that they exhibit healing powers. There are nine kinds of grains. And they are benefits to the human body. Do you know how many poisonous substance? Hindu mythology says there are nine The number nine possesses confidence and influential South African president Nelson Mandela born in this number. Above all ,nine is a magic number. The sum of the digits of the number to nine. is always equal to the sum of the digit of the result
Chemical can be detected in urine and serum using gas chromatography nitrogen phosphorus detection(GC-NPD) and gas chromatography mass spectrometry techniques(GC/MS).Poison is detected in food and environmental samples through capillary electrophoresis(MEKCS) with UV-detection after solid phase extraction.The Sonnenschein test consists in the electron-transfer oxidation of substance,via cerium mediated radical reactions.Besides,
this test produces a violet colour more stable than that obtained with
potassium dichromate which is the recommended assay for identification
of this drug.Most poisons can be detected in your blood or urine.
She leaves footprints –
on the wet concrete of blinded doubts,
For she has carved lives - -
like graven images on the palms of her hands,
There is substance in her eyes,
fire in her soul,
zest in her spirit,
And her passion? –
She is anchor, rudder and dock, sail and compass,
Storms are her vanquished
for she kindles hope to enliven her faith,
Wars and Victories are her poems –
inked with blood, sweat and tears,
For she flames her faith –
with the winged cherubim and seraphim of prayers,
And in her steadfast stride,
barely noticeable are her hurts and pain,
She is wife and mother,
teacher and mentor,
support and pillar,
Give her a reason or none at all,
she is battle, she is warrior,
the Lord her Banner.
This fourth day of the second month –
she still writes her walk and talk,
With testimonies –
of unrelentless dauntlessness and dare,
She is that indomitable woman –
true to her name,
‘Nurturer and protector’ – Isadora
She was a woman of substance
The quintessential joyful lifelong scholar
An African queen who did not put on airs
Her flexibility and imagination showed her intelligence
We watched her from afar, amazed and enthusiastic about her strides
God does not punish nor condemn –
He created the Universe out of Himself.
Within Himself resides all knowledge of
good and evil. Within Himself are all
remedies for evil, and the ultimate victory
of Good. It is our will, our way deciding
the journey, whether lumpy or smooth. All is
possible – your greatest nightmares
and your most cherished dreams. If
you can think it, there is a way for
it to happen (already in the mind of God) –
simply thinking plants seeds of manifestation.
Guard your thoughts.
Guard your feelings – they are spiritual
substance with physical consequences.
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