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I see the star,

and my spirit awakes;

I see stars,

and I black out.

- J. P. Lee

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Caution.

This is a very long write, no full stops, no commas.

Honestly, this was my initial understanding of the abundant word. Abundance hit me like an avalanche of words. I just scribbled on and on, and I couldn’t stop ...

You may say it is a test of the reader’s endurance.

ABUNDANCE - by J. P. Lee

O down the memory lane of my past where many secrets are uncovered

with areas exposed

that seem better hidden

and events too private to be shared

for such are the footprints in the alleys

the scourging scars

accrued from the galleys

of filthy dungeons and freezing cells where many a night I lay awake

wandering and imagining the worst

listening to the sound of fiendish screams

for try as I may to deviate from

the actual happenings

that haunt me in my sleep

with recurring dreams

that summon me on trips back

to past realities

of painful rememberings

that I do not understand nor perceive

much less to invite them

into my regular life

where I often think

I am already well cared for

or am free from the stench of injustice resulting from oppression and prejudice

from corruption and domination

from exploitation and deprivation

that may bring grief and anguish

and more sorrow

to a life that seems too eager

to identify me

as a victim of circumstances

just as Charles Dickens had been

a victim of poverty

cruelty and unjust laws

and Oliver Goldsmith

a victim of bitter separation

and dispirited farewelling

that had unwittingly affected me

when as a lad I had often been left

freely unattended and unmissed

as if I had no place I could call my home

wandering and staggering

searching and desperately longing

with wild imaginings

to be set free

from a self-planted slavery

that so severely afflicted

my mind and body

that it had crippled my soul as well

but such are my building blocks

the cornerstones for my ministry

for it is this struggle that provides me

with a mission in life

and a reason to be

with the will to endure severe setbacks and to realize the purpose

for my existence

so I may tell the world

through shared sufferings

as Dickens and Goldsmith

had shared theirs

through their novels and poetry

for lurking in the dark shadows

lies the tools for my hunting expedition

to capture present encumbrances

to prop up my everyday hardship

of my life when my woes

my trials and my grievances

are the subject matters that

regularly attempt so cleverly

to mislead me into believing

I am still a victim of the past

but no -

for the hunted has become the hunter

for I am called to be a conqueror

through persistent encounters

with my inner truth

through overcoming

my own deception with humility

and through confronting

my fears daringly

so that I may regain my mastery

for only then may I partake

with Him, through Him and in Him

who saves me that I may be

united with Him to liberate

those in darkness

oppressed and restrained

in the dungeons

but beware -

for it is a tragedy to presume that

this salvation means

a complete separation from the world because although I am not of the world

the truth is I am in it

I am entrapped by it

I am burdened by

its temptations and it's pleasures

it's moral issues in business affairs

as well as its social and its political doctrines that make it virtually impossible for me to resist on my own

such an impelling force in this world

that I inhabit which you my friend

no less reside

and so do you still consider

yourself as one

not in need of

God's saving grace?

*an abundant word

my longest sentence ever

no full stops at all

(HAIBUN - Prose & Haiku 5-7-5)

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Chef-d'oeuvre - Thank you Deanna @evepoetrygroup @eve_poetry for the recognition of my poem for the "Photo prompt" challenge. The first thing that came to mind when I saw your photo of mud filled hands for the challenge was a pottery designer. Thank you for the inspiration. Love your creativity as a writer/poet and for writers/poets. You are amazing! 🕊💞💞💞🕊 . . . #poetsdaily #poetswords #poetsociety https://www.instagram.com/godzillion100/p/BuvFqxAhQfM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ept9vj42eryu

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