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How willingly we give our lives
we are driven to remain
attached to the pain
one sullen word out of a stranger’s mouth Lees voort “relish”



Loathing what I may become

in this new world

locked down in a cage Lees voort “COVID-night”


the tooth fairy
throws her voodoo
out into the universe,
using your teeth Lees voort “voodoo-tooth”


So cannabis is mentioned in the Bible… interesting


                                          THE BIBLE and CALAMUS vs. CANNABIS:

With the Hebrew words for “calamus” and “cannabis” so similar, and the fact that calamus is of lesser value and also toxic, we must question the validity of the term “calamus” in English versions of Scripture. 

The word calamus is found in the KJV three times:
Exodus 30:23 God telling Moses the formula for the anointing oil (250 shekels worth.)
KJV-sweet calamus
NKJV-sweet-smelling cane
ESV-aromatic cane
NASB-fragrant cane
Song of Solomon 4:14, speaking of it in a refreshing garden
Ezekiel 27:19 speaking of cane as merchandise.

The KJV translates the Hebrew word “qaneh” (pronounced kaw-naw’) into “calamus.”  Per Strong’s Concordance, “qaneh” means “a reed (as erect); by resemblance a rod (especially for measuring) shaft, tube, stem, (the radius of the arm) beam (of a steelyard): – balance, bone, branch, calamus, cane, reed, spearman, stalk.”

The Hebrew word for “calamus” is “kanah…

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those eyes

No use crying over spilt milk
the world is dying
the saffron kings are
mummies wrapped in silk Lees voort “those eyes”

Blessed Winter Solstice

Bothers and sisters, Yuletide or Winter Solstice is about love and giving and thus I with the help of Mja Principe created a video of a poem. This poem has a history. A dear friend and brother of mine were in a serious coma after an accident on a mountain where he and his bike fell down a cliff. I wrote this poem, did Shamanic Shamanic prayer over it, and asked people to put their healing wishes into it. He healed and other people also were healed through this gesture. I give all the credit to the Great Spirit for that. Hear the words of my poem and may it bring healing to everyone that needs it. You are welcome to share the poem. Healing and Blessings Allen Wolfie Simpson and Mja Principe. Thanks to Mja Principe for her video skills.

Love at Dusk

Lees voort “Love at Dusk”


There is a cat in a box
it may or may not be dead
is the cat alive or dead
There is a virus
you may or may not have it
are you sick Lees voort “decline”

My Corona

my gisters het verdwaal agter maskers
‘n wêreld geskep waar alles toe gesluit is
en almal is bang, op ‘n mikroskopiese vlak Lees voort “My Corona”

If I could turn into myself

Skin and bone,
my prison of alone
hidden skindeep Lees voort “If I could turn into myself”

So I smoke

Yes, I smoke. You can call it a filthy habit or a guilty pleasure and yes we all have reasons why we smoke, all seven million South Africans each has his or her reasons and I don’t judge. I hope you don’t as well, or at least, you are not one to force you anti-smoking beliefs on us. We don’t need to be arseholes about things that we don’t approve off, do we. Lees voort “So I smoke”

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