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Life is short make it work

When I was serious
You took for granted.
Totally ignored my requests
Treated them like games.
Used it against me,
But support your anger.
Flying those Fs words
Towards my simple world.
 
Once, I tried teasing you,
You found it too offensive.
Ended our very unstable friendship,
While behaving insensibly and immaturely,
When thing has gone dead,
What would you do instead?
Long for many new days,
So I could stay away.

Faith let you and me meet.
Trust built confident while strenghtening friendships.
With respect, honest, polite and courtesy,
Helped keeping the relationship long lasting.
What you did to others "Karma"
Love makes most things go around,
Hatred tumbles people to the ground.
Life is short to muck around.

THE WAY THEY ARE TREATED BACK

The God residing in the sky,
Looks at us with pity,
But then he is helpless,
Against our cruelty's tall and strong fortress.


I can see her in pain,
But her cries are all in vain,
The grief in her heart,
Has stuck herself to the pillar of grief.

The children who provided you the joy of being a parent,
Are thrown into orphanages due to lack of money,
The dog and the cat which took care of you,
Is shunned and thrown away after a certain age- by YOU!


The hen which gives you eggs and the cow-milk, also gets killed,
By none else but you,
And the food made out of them makes your stomach filled,
Yet they serve you and that is true.


The fruit providing and spring bringing flowers and trees are cut,
I wonder what gave you that gut?
Even the holy one has his eyes shut,
And after all this-one day our bodies also turn into mud.

Premium Member how France treated me

The most romantic city in the world the passenger next to me said
Her girth had oozed into my seat too, for she was super corpulent
I will fall in love, marry a rich Frenchman, live a life of luxury she said.
I was eating a donut in the lobby of the airport when someone sneered at me

American! He said, "are such pigs." I weigh a hundred and forty-two pounds.
Another person walked by and glared. I heard him belittling me in French.
Not sure what he said, but I did know one word, and it was piggish.
I am now wondering if my seatmate’s dreams will come true in France.

Or will she have to travel to Portugal or Mexico for love?
Two men tried to get into my rented flat when I unlocked the door.
I was horrified and turned horrible – yelling, screaming, kicking.
Americans! One said. Horribly nasty fat Americans. Paris is not for me.


Premium Member Wallabee Is Treated Better At Dmv

Numbers are given out randomly at the DMV.
No problem if you ask my roo Wallabee and me.
Wallabee gets his license renewed right away.
I sit and wait through noon ‘til the very next day.

Guess they liked you better than me I say to him.
He laughs and points to our other pal Old Jim.
They are prejudiced against women he says to me.
So what else is new? I ask my gloating pal Wallabee.

Premium Member Treated Like a Rag Doll

She was treated like a rag doll
Fought over as if she was inanimate
They argued about who was going to have her

She rolled her eyes
They were both clowns.
She wandered out of their circus

Took off her mask and began taming her own lions
One beast at a time
Never again thinking about the clowns

Daddy

D.Don't expect me to be like who
You worship

A. You're always trying get me to
Please you

D.To do what you what me to do

D. But your not around my life
On a regular basis

Y. Always pointing out what you
Think is wrong with me
Right in front of Jesus' face


Let Me Be Myself

Please let me be myself and
Let me be who Christ
Called me to be even if
You refuse to believe
Are your good conversations
So filled with ignorance that
You were insulting me in your heart
Before you even call me phone
If you're not around me everyday
Please don't bother calling me anyway
Your evil blame games are so played out
That my adulthood doesn't even want 
You around
Me anymore that your words are such
A cold sore I've seen what those things
Look like and I hope I never see them
Just like you made every excuse 
Every blame not to see me
I've seen you disrespect women Daddy
So how would you know how to 
Respect your own female child
You've had children by 3 different women
So how can you show me
What stability is
You've had sex wherever you laid 
Your hat
And had me
But you still insult
Treating me as is I was your mistake
When to Christ, I wasn't just
Another one your babies

Premium Member 2 Sins 2 Skins Are They Treated the Same

There are two sins
2 skins
Black
White
both done the same
What's in their name
ARE THEY TREATED THE SAME
I can't breathe
I can't read
Am I equally subdue, obtained
Detained
2 skins
Black
White
both done the same
What's in their name
Should there be a new morality code...
With mandate rights for EVERYONE
starting with the Blacks and the Whites
Let's mandate a moralsnot based on different denominations or on mans opinions
Let's go back to the rainbow
We all matter
Are choices against God defines sins
They're good and bad in everything
Am I equally subdue, obtained
Detained
2 skins
ARE THEY TREATED THE SAME
The rainbow is God promise
We all are God's children 
ARE THEY TREATED THE SAME
In my sins treat me rightly justly the same
Forgive me always, as God will
Treat me kind and just equally ...in Jesus name


6/14/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020

Premium Member Patient Treated Like Meat

doctor barely glances at patient
nurses take the most time with her
poking and prodding needles
patient treated like meat
hospital visit
cold stark ugly
in stage four
cancer
sad

I Am Gods Gift

I am truly a gift from above
Though I did not always get treated that way 
Or feel the right kind of love

If not for God’s grace I would not have even been born
Cause I was unwanted during pregnancy
No one knew I had a great destiny

At that time no one knew
Even though as I grew 
That I am truly a gift from above
And should have been treated with respect and love

They ignored my brilliance
They ignored my good deeds
They only saw faults
And in me only sowed bad seeds

But then I found a church
That made me feel loved 
Like I belonged
I spent almost two decades of my life there
Then I moved on
But I will always appreciate that place-like an alma mater to me
And they taught me that I am truly God’s gift on earth. They helped on my path to fighting Satan and learning the techniques to get free

Myth Treated

Mr. Myth is not treated right
No one believes Him
Stories of a puppets nose growing long
Was a lie but Walt had to tell it

Whimsical tales of fairy dust and
Teeth replaced with money
Is just a fairy tale about 
Getting free cash

Moma bear, Papa Bear and Baby bear
Never ate porridge what bear would?
It’s only three bears with a short fairies tale
I never heard a mouse talk but, 

Walt made one in fact he made Mini too
Jack in the bean stalk was full of beans
The Giant was to fat to climb down the stock
Humpty Dumpty fell off the wall

Because his mother goosed him
Aladdin was all just a smoke screen
Made from 18th century french bread
So, now can you see how

Mr. Myth was Myth treated?
Someone Told on Him

Premium Member We Are Not Treated Like Designers

Plaid pillowcases, paisley sheets, polka dotted comforter,
               The brand name designers can throw this together
                      And everyone oohs and ah’s and acts like
                              They have never before seen
                                  anything this marvelous
                                    And never will again.

                                    When we try to do it,
                                          People laugh.
                                      Behind our backs
                                       After they leave

                                       Unless they are
                                            Relatives…
                                        They laugh
                                        Immediately

                                        Loudly and rudely.

Treated Equally

If only everyone were treated equally. If we all saw the same color, no one would b profiled racially. No one would die for looking differently. If only everyone were treated equally, men and women with the same degree would b making the same financially. More men and women would get promotions and have a better salary so they can be able to support their family.If we were treated equally the ghetto wouldn't be deadly and there would b more friends than enemies, More celebrations than deaths in the community. If we were treated equally there wouldn't be so many fatalities or broken families. We would help each other, instead of judge and belittle one another.If we were treated equally the innocent wouldn't b guilty, and the rich wouldn't be greedy. Everyone would have a heart and help the needy. The world is not perfect but if we were treated equally it would be a place where every color is beautiful on a face no matter the race. A place where only love exist and hate is erased.

Fighting To Be Treated Fair

Fighting to be fair Being hit with whips Hung from a tree like fruit Being chased by people in sheets Being denied an education Drinking from separate water fountains Being forced to smile from the back of the bus Becoming a lab experiment for syphilis My blood spills Yet justice is overlooked Killing me without punishment Dying to vote Working for low wages Paying high interest rates Being denied credit Denied for loans My time here has been full of grief Yet nobody sees That hostory tells nothing of me

Premium Member I Treated Love Too Lightly

I Treated Love too Lightly

  I never treated love with the respect it deserves.
  I always thought of it more as a fling, frivolity.
  It felt like a schoolboy crush and lasted just as long.
  I kept riding different horses on the carousel always
  hoping to grab the brass ring on a lucky spin, but
  each time I had it I never knew how precious it was.

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