It’s starts with….

A grin takes 4 muscles to move

A frown takes 28 muscles, from which I rather lose.

You start a day with a smile,

That effect arrays wide

What on earth people are doing following this wretched tide.

Love will kick hate to the curb 

Remember that, there’s no place for that vibe

The world is often in turmoil because they don’t start with themselves to brave joy,

Praying and moving forward is often the ploy.

A mate once said “I don’t blame you for not meeting with me”

I said “I needed to do, what I needed” in order to follow the correct path

I wasn’t going to become privy of a devils wrath. 

Prayers in the morning, followed by laughter and joy

I love to love, not those negative stains…

Those who are vexatious thoughts, need more than just refrain.

Actually they need prayer to rid the devils spawn

And that a smile on anyones face

Is humbled with love and glorious place.

Jason

6th July 2022  

Diabetes angle

There’s a wake up call when you get this feeling

The hypos and hypers, which people mix up,

“Isn’t a hypo when you need an injection?”

Nah? It’s when you feel awful, and feel a long way from perfection.

You lean towards this feeling 

And you look perfectly okay from the outside,

Yet inside you say “oh shit, give me lots and lots of sugar”

and there are those who want your time when you need to stay stoic;

Living with this, is challenging, as recovery is a constant pain

And there who think they know your condition better than you

That’s hilarious, a passage I rather not ensue.

We try

We strive 

We remain focused, and we remain still,

We are reflective and astute

And mindful of others eccentricity 

As we just about manage our version of polarity.

We pray for this to one day go away 

We are great human beings with a very poor hand for which we have been dealt,

Some receive support,; some want others to know how a hypo is felt.

“Life of a type one..,l with diabetes”

Jason

5th July 2022

Passive aggressive

Don’t mess with God’s warriors

They gave this weapon called “prayer”, 

What’s going on in the world right now, make sure that attribute you are able to share.

The devil is a liar

The devil is cheat,

The silly thing the devil doesn’t know

That he is facing defeat.

Your kindness with be taken for weakness,

Be at your guard;

Don’t mess with God’s children

His love isn’t a facade.

The anger is there

Love has always been,

It shall overturn the devils attack

And play people against each other, and try to make them slack.

Keep trying

Keep moving forward 

Keep loving the enemy, these are terms he cannot win

Your belief in the father shall refute any more sin,

Jason

5th July 2022 

Deserving and blessed

Laura, you are one of a kind 

Yes you, a sister, friend and kind hearted soul

You are a blessing, which constantly shows.

This day belongs to you

And this day shall be an occasion to saviour,

Therefore, many hugs to a good friend like thee

Should  have the whole world praying for you to just be.

Kindness and love

Friends and family who truly care,

Your kindness has always been abundantly there.

Remember this day is about your zeal

You trying to do better for you and others,

Where these words come from sister, is a place of grace

The greatness inside of you shall take your dreams to that place.

“Happy birthday Laura, from your brother and good friend Jas…”

Jason

5th July 2022

That final

It was May 1985

Dad said “boys?? go to bed”

I said I wanted to watch the snooker,

But I was told to go, so I did what he said.

There were these two guys

One shortish Irishman, Dennis was his name

And there was this tall dominate ginger nugget called Steve

Who at the time played the best snooker you wouldn’t believe.

17 days of competition and the title was decided on the final ball,

A throw of the dice, it was anyones call? 

10 hours of play and it was totally unbearable to see,

The snooker gods looked on, and only he knew who the world champion was going to be..

A missed double, followed by a poor safety, then an attempt to pocket the black in right corner, now it was Steve’s chance cut the ball in for a third title in a row… he over cut it, to leave the shot on for Dennis to win.. yess.. he potted it for a famous triumph.. 

a victory still talked about to this day.. recalling as a child as the memories of this great occasion shan’t never fade away.

“Dennis Taylor victory in the black ball final of the world snooker championships if 1985”

Jason 

4th July 2022

If we all did this..

All it takes is a constant prayer

Say we all did this,

The world wouldn’t have this tyrannical nonsense to bear.

A forthcoming of spiritual words

A collection of love put in a basket to eat,

And then there is a hug for all of us to receive a treat. 

There is hope 

Tied in a bow,

and there is that smile you have, and it’s not just for show.

 

There is beauty put in a plate 

And the Father’s love for us, which rids any hate.

As long there is love

That comes with a simple prayer,

Keep moving forward, that is the way forward from these words which I share.

Jason

4th July 2022

I fell in love

I asked God I need a wife

I prayed for him, and that was you

If I pray more and more, I need you to love

And from that I explore.

My congolese beauty

Who God gave to me,

This is my wife, my wonder in God

A humble soul, from there I shall nod.

Thank you for being there, a place I never thought I could escape

I pray for his love; and you, my princess, my joy

I want to hold you, forever, my deploy.

I never said no to you

But I did love writing this letter from the heart 

A poet never loses sight, from the time his pen departs.

Jason

3rd July 2022