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Sep 5 · 46
Protect her
Man are trash
Let that resonate within your soul
You’ve never raised your hand against a female but had you checked the statistic with your bros and your friends

Dark and darker days surround us
Who is the enemy amongst us
Or as a matter of fact who is the weak

Rapped and ******
Sexually preyed
Gruesomely attacked
Suffocated body parts
A horrific scene  

Our women are terrified
They literally scared of us

Languished in lamentations
The lord is the greatest
But the devil has been on **** you

We can do better
Protect her
Do not attack her
Girls are being rapped and killed in my community I think as man we to blame
We should do much better to stop this culture of **** and degrading women
Aug 20 · 38
Gather around
Gather around
Scattered around
That’s the state around

Gather around
No scattered around
Head spinning

Collect your thoughts
Feb 6 · 70
Take charge
What, are you scared of me?
It's embarassin'I've been here for you, but how come you're never been there for me?
Wake up this is me your consciousness
The voice inside your head
How can you play victim when it was you who awaken me
You were in charge when you was little a plain  piece of paper and crayons was all it took you to get read of me
I was once boredom but now you have congratulated and graduated me to this state of mind
Depression, regression all seeds of your suppression, but I miss when you and I had scary dreams
I don't really wanna talk about it
Now where were we?
Way back in the day when
You and I had it all mapped out in the basement
Cryin' in your room like a baby
"I wish mom was here"
We all do so we wouldn't have to hear about it
Every single record you don't really wanna change me
You entertaining me feed me more sadness and with gladness no sadness you did this to yourself
Do you really wanna get rid of your main attraction
Look really close i am you and you’re me
So stop playing victim man up
All this negativity you’re feeding me I don’t need anymore feeding
I need you to cure me
Smile again you’re in charge
Let’s play hide and seek again hide me in a place you won’t ever ever find me
Be happy now it’s your time and you’re worth it
Jan 23 · 176
Tired or not
Life is tiring
You start running
Running and until your lungs completely fail you
and you get tired of running
But you remain glad that you
Still alive
Jan 4 · 70
Opiniods
My opinions were too
Valuable to become tweets
So they became poems
Jan 4 · 143
First things first
We’ve got to be organized first
And then we move forward
organization breeds peace
Peace make you stay calm
Calm with a expectancy attitude
Everything is for you you’re going to win
A certain kind of organization
A cool kind of peace ☮️
Dec 2018 · 80
Special
In         a      bucket  
full        of     fruit        Its        you
that      i      chose
Dec 2018 · 551
Granny’s boy
Her hair neatly tied to  her back
Always with her glasses on
Humming her favorite hym
Bright smile and a bundle of joy
That’s how you always find her
A beacon of knowledge cascading into a pool of love

Warm hugs with a cup of tea
I swear she has the best vibes
Your well being is always her priority
Wrapped up by wise advice
She waters and nature you like a summer garden

The custodian of the family’s heritage stood by my uncle side
Raised a gentleman of my father
She is the wisest woman behind the three successful man

Leaving you smiling bright
A true testimony of granny love
She scolds with her sarcasm
“Finish them!?”, that’s her remarks
After dropping her tupperware
She is always so precise I swear
She is always listening

Grandma’s love
Perfect type of love
Fix your colar and fix your trousers
Stand up high and be a fine gentleman
Words I wear to my chest
Always will be
Granny’s boy
Dec 2018 · 101
Become
You can become what you want to be
You have the power to control to become what you want to be
Exactly as you want to be
And nothing else
Just become yourself
The best version you can be
Dec 2018 · 1.1k
Mind of a Poet
A friend of mine told me
I write when I’m sad
She said it is as if I am in pain
And I said when I write it rains
When I put the pen on paper the clouds get dark
And when I stop
The birds of the sky sings
Coming out to play as the sun is out
Dec 2018 · 48
You
You
I want you
No one else
Just you

You you you
Only
you
Dec 2018 · 63
I the Greatest
God’s DNA running through my veins
Dec 2018 · 120
Do it for you
Speak the way you wish you can talk
Walk the same way you wish you can move
Think the same way you want to think
Speak the same way you want to be heard
Love the same way you want to be loved
Live your life the way you want to live it
Steady running at your own pace
Do all this the same way you want to grow trusting your own pace and time
And not to please anyone else but do it for you
Dec 2018 · 202
The devil’s vessel
The lord lives
The devil too
The symbols of blood
The symbols of faith
And the lost ones too

He knows the lord
But they want his blood
He lived a thousand years ago
At least that’s what they remember
The pledges they made
It’s his turn to be the lamb

They want his soul
And he knows it too
He is away falling far from the lord
But silently his fragmented soul yearns to touch his cloth
Like the women with the flow of blood
He cries loud and loud
Is Christ going to save his soul
He says he has answered his calls
The devil’s and now he lives inside of him
He has build a shrine
If you stare in his eyes
You see what’s written inside in bold letters
Cold cold eyes
THIS IS NOT THE TEMPLE OF THE LORD  
THIS IS THE DEVIL’S VESSEL
As he journeys into the world
Looking for blood to feed his blood hounds
His soul fades away slow and..slow
Dec 2018 · 180
Conundrum
Depression
Regression
Seeds
of
my
Suppression
My mind
has become a torture house
Victim to myself
Guillotined by my own consciousness
Pride!

We are Kings and Queens
The cradle of all mankind
Grand children of Mansa Musa
Pyramids of Gold
African
Dec 2018 · 208
Yummy
I told her
Babe

Please
Come
Back

I
Miss you
Closed my eyes

Well no...

I said....baby Please bring the yummy
Back

I

Miss you
Dec 2018 · 45
I am sorry
I am asking you to forgive me
Because i realize my mistake

Never knew hurting you
Could only hurt myself

Holding an abstract abacus
Counting my sins by thousands

The quietness is growing
Forgive me for hurting us
Dec 2018 · 108
My magic
You’re magical
You give me a fresh perspective of fight.
Dec 2018 · 56
Broken
You refuse to love
Because you fear
Your heart will be broken
Do you see
How much your
Heart is broken
Dec 2018 · 59
Light
You are the light of the world
Don’t stop shining
Dec 2018 · 145
Listen
I just wanna answer the questions of your life with silence and sometimes to “just listen.”
I don’t need to wear a halo and You don’t need a saving grace,
I will just f*cken embrace your pain enough to feel it
Just let me
Listen
Dec 2018 · 34
Hope
Right at the end of the tunnel
There is light
Hold on to that light
Dec 2018 · 77
You are not alone
You are not alone
Don't tell me you are fine when you not
And don't you pretend to be
Its OK to be not OKAY
we are in this together

You're not alone
okay
Dec 2018 · 178
YOU
YOU
You’re
Loved
You
Matter
And
You’re
Important
Dec 2018 · 48
Dear Khama
Your beauty is so righteous it
serves us all
Dec 2018 · 52
Untitled
Dreamers become winners
Dec 2018 · 43
Steps
Looking at all the STAPES WE have taken, conversations made
laughs shared, all the crazy moments, stressful times I can only say with you by my side I will look forward to all uncertainties to come because each moment is worthy by your side every step of the way

You make awkward moments fun
Weird moments easy
Crazy moments even crazier
Your confidence is a dime
And I love that about you
Nov 2018 · 92
Sinner's prayer
Lord father forgive me
Not for what i have done
But for what i am about to do
Amen
Nov 2018 · 39
Rage
Demons and demons memories from the past
A thousand shades of grey
Melancholy voices whispering to my soul
How can I let go of this pain
Travelling down memory lane
Childhood memories tainted in pain
Have you ever hurt so much that you become addicted to pain
Love and kindness becomes the stain
You resent it!
It’s the torture you hold on to, the hate
Depression regression seeds of my suppression
Suffocating I am dying in pain
They say there are medicinal qualities down the corridor of introspection
Well not in this section
Love heals but revenge gives satisfaction
……………............
Nov 2018 · 54
Untitled
Nov 2018 · 73
Let it flow
I live there realities for real
If "understanding" is used in its popular sense then I don't "understand"
I don't strain to put these realities into simpler, more logical, more everyday ideas
I don't relate I merely put my smile not far from melancholy but enough to let my subconscious sort it out
I simply let it flow
Nov 2018 · 1.9k
Set us free PART 2
The suppressed are the powerful
The weak are the suppressors
The cry for democracy
the Will of the people
Cannot be tempered with  
An unjust law is no law at all
Governments should fear their people
The people are the government
Power to the people
People's power is in their freedoms
Set us free
Unshackle us
Keep your chains
They are tiring us
"The cry for freedom and all the rights humans are entitled to must be repeated over and over. Sadly if not said over and over it will be forgotten.
This must never happen. We must all engage in this battle if the foe is to be defeated'', @Lorraine Colon
Nov 2018 · 148
Hurt
Have you ever been strong
Because being strong is the only
Option you have
Have you searched and wondered But still find no answers
Searching and wondering but not Finding any peace
Nov 2018 · 93
Christ
I have came a long way
I have experienced it all
I have cried
I have been happy
I have been confused
And been discouraged

But through it all
I found that Christ is not just a Word or a myth
Have you ever been strong because being strong is the only Option you have
Have you searched and wondered But still find no answers
Searching and wondering but not Finding any peace

But Christ, oh Christ!
The son of man, Jesus he says
If you’re tired I will give you rest
Ask and it shall be given you
Seek and you shall find
Knock and it will be opened for you
Now I’ve found rest
I have an intense understanding of my relationship with Jesus.
Nov 2018 · 84
I’m electrified
Everything flows
Synchronized With you
Caught in your presence

Time flys glimpsing in your eyes
My girl smiles
My sunshine

In touch with your love
Specially how you move

Your peach bottom
Beautiful regardless
Effortlessly
My steady heart beats

Thats your rhythm
How you make me feel  

My mind races
I’m electrified
My beautiful my Buko  my Sibabalo my baby
Nov 2018 · 387
Purpose
Upon everything don’t you forget to laugh and have good times.
Be happy
Nov 2018 · 49
PROGRESSIVELY LOVING YOU
I want to love you progressively
Loving you more and more when it hurts
Sticking right besides you
And not dare raise a fist aggressively
  
I want to be there for you through the worst
Step by step me and you
Always remind you no matter the circumstance
My baby you still the best


Embrace your perfect imperfections
Show you whats strong is our real love and connection

I want to love you progressively
wash your pain away with my kisses
Steadily,looking forward to all the good times
meaning sticking by your side through the worst times

Progressing with a liberal cause, with no thought or even a pause
For my love is what i have in you
Progressively loving you
Progressing with a liberal cause, with no thought or even a pause
For you babeh
Nov 2018 · 406
Set us free
My people want freedom
My people want peace
Our leaders are corrupt they do not lead
All man are born free
For us its a myth
We are all leashed
Unshackle us
Set us free
All men are born free and equal, and have certain natural, essential, and unalienable rights; among which may be reckoned the right of enjoying and defending their lives and liberties; that of acquiring, possessing, and protecting property; in fine, that of seeking and obtaining their safety and happiness (UNIVERSAL HUMAN RIGHTS OF MEN  DECLARATION)
I woke up

Looked outside the window

Took a deep breath as I listened to the enchanting sounds of birds and nature

All of a sudden I heard a thud on the window and there was a little bird likely a thrush
Saw her upside down on the ground, wings flapping, struggling to get up
When I picked her up she fit snugly into the palm of my hand
Her narrow beak, like tiny scissors, was moving, as if trying to say something as she lay on her side
Her eye looked up at me

I hoped the bird was just stunned and that after some rest it would lift up and fly from my hand
Did she know I meant her no harm?
Her legs twitched, but her head lay limply on the cushion of my hand
Her soft stomach pulsed against my palm with each slow effort of breath

She was beautiful: light brown wing feathers streaked with blue, her tawny white and brown underbelly, a dapple of light blue feathering beneath each perfect eye
I sat on the deck in the morning sun, bird in hand, for perhaps five minutes while she gently struggled to rise

As the bird lay there, eye watching me, beak opening and closing, I spoke to her
I told her how beautiful she was
I gently stroked her feathered back
I said she was safe in my hand
Though this was not quite true are we ever really safe from death?

I tried to will her to fly away

I had been rushing to get ready for the day when I heard her hit the window
Now, time seemed to matter less She, too, had perhaps been rushing when she hit the window, the unseen instrument of her death
One minute you are flying, free and alive…then what you cannot see upends you
We mark time constantly in our days to reassure ourselves that we control our destiny, until, in an instant, we are out of time ⌛️

I couldn’t help it but tears ran down my cheek as I listened to the sound of my voice say

Get up, little bird, please. Fly away.

     Then her eyes closed. Her beak opened in a final silent call, then shut. Then her breathing stopped.

The Quiet Presence of Death
Value life
Nov 2018 · 105
Words
I just love writing down words
and then read them after sometime like i am hearing them for the first time
its always rejuvenating.
is it only me ?
Nov 2018 · 84
Uhmm..
I write when I feel like it
It has to come from within
Not only from a deep dark place
But also from the bright beautiful Colourful pictures my world is.   Shaped
Enjoy the ride words are vehicles Containing the essence that moves us.
Nov 2018 · 42
Bright
How **** your past is determines how brighter your future will  become.
Nov 2018 · 615
Reminiscing
Do you remember love before pride came
Do you remember life before **** hit the fan
Nov 2018 · 316
Write on
We are all writers
         Artistic beings
Take some time grab a pen
        Close your eyes breath in and scribble
See how you shape every letter
        It comes from within
Its like a secret dance you learned since you were little
        Remember when you used crayons
Now you use pens and pencil
        Have you ever written a letter
Not typing from a computer
        Its always about the scribble
Your inner hieroglyphics
       As you pour your emotions on a paper
Write on......
Nov 2018 · 194
LIFE
Sometimes life makes you feel like just screaming
Screaming so loud on top of your lungs and say F#ck this ****!
Nov 2018 · 1.3k
Fire burning Seas
Ambitions and dreams
Kings and Queens

Fire burning seas

If you think your dreams are scary and un-achievable then you know you dreaming right

Fire burning seas

Here is the trick dream bigger than the previous dream, our dreams only seem insane when we stop to dream

Fire burning seas
Dream big and bigger
Build a harbor in a burning sea
Keep burning more
Keep dreaming
Endless
Oct 2018 · 221
Chelsea bun
The Clock is 12:57 as my not so favorite math teacher asks for someone to make a prayer before we march outside for lunch. The prayer is quickly done. Thank God it was short as i quickly jump out my sit marching to the door. So focused embarking on my journey with a slightly angry face, a reflex it’s just hard to smile when the man is hungry. Silly I is leaving the room with no food, I quickly remember I have a gorgeous looking Chelsea bun chilling in my back pack. Quickly going back to my desk to my surprise my bag is perfectly placed by the window glancing directly at the merciless sun as it hits directly on my bag. I pick up my beg sliding my fingers inside the hot looking oven taking out my juicy looking Chelsea bread as all the cream had melted top. Not wasting anytime I unwrap the thin plastic on top as I bite on this appetizing bun. As I continuously plough, sinking my teeth graciously thanking Mr Sun for plastering my Chelsea bun with honey. I can’t help it my mind is exploding this is just too much deliciousness. I promise you it was heavenly, lip smacking, yummy, sweet deliciously tasting. I continued to bite, lick my fingers, bite my finger "ouch!"and continue to devour as I get sad to the realization that I there was nothing left for me to eat.
leave your Chelsea bun on the sun for a few seconds i promise you wont regret it.
Oct 2018 · 41
Kill the Devil
Martin Luther had a dream
Jesus died on the cross
Davinci painted the Monalisa
I have a plan
To **** the devil
To kidnap darkness
To marry the truth
And keep burning the light
**** THE DEVIL
SPEAK THE TRUTH
Oct 2018 · 290
I'm not a Poet
I'm not a Poet
Nor a son of a poet
I am just a man with not many
But a few words to speak
Whom your hearts seek

I mean I'm not a Poet
I mean i can't be,
I am just ''Poor yet'', i have found a million words
with which my heart speaks

I am not a Poet (i pretend)
I am an artist (i create)
A sentimental Witt (i feel)
A romantic fool (i love)
With melancholic vibes within my reach (i cry)
I am what you want me to be
I am what you want me to be
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