Lost is the African pride
Gone are those who could ride the tide
Left are those who drown beneath the wave
Prone to dehumanization because of greed

I see burning buildings
Mutilated bodies
Escalating violence
And social unrest

Lost is the Spirit of Ubuntu
Left is a society deprived of its integrity
Selfishness and poverty is at the core of our society
Is the real Africa lost to antiquity?

Crime is rife as people strive for a decent life.
A decent life earned through decadence
Should we stone foreigners because the government is failing to provide employment?
Or should we burn down buildings so that our voices can be heard?

I am ashamed of the profanity we breed
It’s a calamity for us to be xenophobic
It’s a taboo for us to call Africans foreigners in their motherland.
It’s not who they are.
It’s not who we are
It’s not who you are
It’s not who I am

Together we are the Africa that has survived slave trade
The Africa that has survived apartheid
The Africa that has survived colonization
The Africa that is surviving westernization
We don’t fight for employment
We create employment
We don’t breed resentment
We translate sentiments

Let us evoke the Spirit of Ubuntu
And let’s behave like men not animals
Let us ignite the Spirit of Ubuntu
And let’s stand like men immortal
The Spirit of Ubuntu is what separates us from animals
Terrorism shouldn’t exist in Africa
It’s a disgrace for us to be unethical
Xenophobia shouldn’t be heard in Africa
Animosity is not our portion

Golden
Magnificent
Emboldening
Transcending
Emerging and engaging
Merging and integrating
I see my Africa
Rising as the sun
Ascending
After a seemingly endless night

Propelled by the rising sun
I glimpse the eclipse in the horizon
Compelled by the morning songs of the African birds
I spread my wings ready to fly like an eagle
Dark clouds dissipating giving way to light
Just as I was anticipating it’s time to fly
To freely fly in the blue sky
Without treacherous clouds threatening my graceful flight

Hovering in the heavens
Visualizing all inhabitants
Working towards one goal
As I play my spirit given role

Happy and at peace
I sing the African song
You have blessed the sun
Now in light, I swim
You have reduced the darkness
Now my light prevails

Development is imminent
Upon the African Continent

I am that I am
And I have none to blame if I end up lame
I am not the same
My transformation is persistent and I've won the game
I have conquered myself...

I am a creativist
Words are keys I play when my guitar is not weeping
I swim in ink as I think deep
Drinking on the brink of slumber and words keep me from sleeping

The depth of my thoughts is beyond human comprehension.
I am more than a poet.
If you take a journey in my mind you will get lost
I’m empowered to create so I don’t think like the rest!

Grant me strength
To pass through this valley
My youth evaporates
In decades lost
Trying to erase
Scars of folly
Fleshly glory
The vanity of all vanities 
 
Resurrect
My dead heart
Resuscitate  
My candid mind
And make me Regurgitate
The devils inside
  
My mind stops
It breaks
My heart races
It crushes
Overwhelmed
Exasperated
Wounded
By my reality
Which seems a tragedy...

Like a flower
I am wilting
Like water
I am evaporating
Like words written in ink
I am slowly fading
My sand grains wasting
And my time ending, down counting
With my heart pounding
Leading me to the very start!
  
I bereave
Yes, I bereave
Yet I believe
That I can receive.
Everything in Life I deserve...

My heart,
When I see the word love
You the first thing that comes into my head
Your beauty has made me blind
Like the light that blinded Saul
Any prince would fall for such beauty,
And the gods of men would trip over such beauty
Deserving truest fealty

I can gaze at your pretty face for countless hours
Fathoming you better than all the flowers
In this Garden, I'd buy only you
To keep your seeds
So that I can have more pretty flowers
In my garden...
If the world was ours
We would be King and Queen
And if the sky was ours
I'd be the sun
You the full moon
With our kids as the stars
Decorating our nights
In the absence of light
If we didn't die
We wouldn't care
About ceasing the moment
Making every second count
Till we out.

Amber
You're so tender and  jovial as December
When they dance like in the rain without thunder...
The air around you has a pleasing scent
One would think you're a blossoming lavender
With a well structured temple designed for summer
And a smile worth a thousand miles

Sometimes ...
Sometimes you **** my vibe
And I think you ain't my type
But Where is my type
In this world full of stereotypes
Followers and not leaders
Path destroyers instead of path finders.
A world that choses to believe in nothing
Instead of being humble before the One thing
That even time can not change?
They watch all wondrous designs
And strong signs that can be heard in all languages.

I want you
I need you to thirst for me
Like water
Drink me to the last drop
I want you
To crave me like a cigarette
And turn me on
Till you smoke me up
To the stub
Leaving you
Feeling numb
And turn to me
Like a *****
At night
Or a pillow
You hold so tight
When cold and incomplete
Let me perfect you
Like a Yin to a Yang
For every chalice
Must have a blade
I'm your blade
You're my  chalice
Our Progenies
Will be rebellious
Mavericks
Cause we make
An imperfect
Bonnie and Clyde
But a perfect
Amber & Myk