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Julius Mwanja Jr Jan 2021
Life is journey
Never rush  for money
Rough around the edges but smoth along the way
Every journey worth a thousand of steps totally begin one step
FOCUS
Life is a journey
What comes easily wont last long
What last long wont come easily
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Step by step its gears , drive mode it moves
Slow but sure be dear
Take it as a theory
Or maybe an idea
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This is a wake call to all those who supposes fear
But hey ,it okay  to fear
Whats courage without fear.
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Brave are those who deeply plan so I call them rare
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Life is a journey
Where a little progress each day adds up to big result
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Where we meet and lose people along the way
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Where we get hurt, cry , scream ,shut because we all fall short in words or ways  i might say
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You fall , pick your self up thats the slogan
So have hope
Dream it , believe it , achieve it
But beyond it all
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Because life is too short to live for others
From little progress adds up to big results so focus
Julius Mwanja Jr Jan 2021
Mad but bad buddies
Black but with  best bodies
Well known but fear arises amongs lies
Scores unsettled ,unfinished ties
Fear flies
Questions of integrity comes at times
So big comes with size
Bigger you better smarter you wise
Success comes with a price
Survial requires a dice
Maybe luck favours twice
Maybe first maybe last
Unmarked territories so we chose sides
So who be there when u slide
Bedside.
Who needs you when the rest cant see you.
Beside
Julius Mwanja Jr May 2020
I'm a lost son
With a lost soul
Who leap what he sow
And so I'm the lost soul they saw
So I sold my soul
And so I leap what I sow
So lost in words
So lost in ways
So lost in my own world
Where would I be ?
Why cant I see?
My thoughts take me there ,my heart put me at peace.
Julius Mwanja Jr May 2020
Have been battling my reveal
But the streets call it survival
Because life is a struggle
So to make it in life is my  major ego
And I'm that ambious , furious type of eagle
Always with a high flow, chasing the upper door
And never will I taste down fall
Because I'm a Hustler ,a Solider
I'm a street warrior
Fighting poverty like a Solider
It is a war zone
Battling my reveal
Survival is always a struggle
So never depend too much on people
Specifically your uncle
Cause they never see the struggle
But they only see you as trouble
Pac said that
The street felt that
And so I wrote that
The main reason I hustle
Cause I will never be too young or too older
But too busy putting my life in order.
Work had until the work is no longer hard
Julius Mwanja Jr May 2020
Once upon a weedy lawn
At the Mwanjas family Home
There left mom, left before we could even say good bye
Thinking of it as a lie, it was so unfortunate that mom had to die

Blow upon this cloud of seed,
You should wish for what you really need."

I wished for one but sadly blew
As I was lost and left with no clue
My world ripped part unfixed without a touch of glue

Lost the only mother I ever knew
And saw the sky as if it was never blue
Like they was nothing else to do

And unsure of where to go
I found a bridge, and crossed it slow
As I found myself in momma's heart.
For her love was still part

We had lost a mother that could never be replaced
In her lightness of her motherly tone
Was her love for showing her motherly kindness?

Just one moment changed it all
When I saw moms friend softly call
As she whispered in my elder sisters ears
Your mom just died, I’m sorry dear

As the joy drained out like tides at sea.
Lost direction like I couldn’t see
Only left with pain and grief
I felt no relief and unwelcome like a thief.

There comes a time in this place
Were you try to do your best
You try too hard
But easy left without guard

I mean that only love is the way
As I changed from a boy to a man up to this day
Not love for a girl, a career or a degree I must say
But her love that transforms that we lost on  that day

Breathtaking, feeling like my heart could break
And not really sure of how much more I would take
I found myself living a life that was fake

Cause her heart was bright as the sun
As I remember every we had done
I remembered her dresses, beautifully white
I remember her as if it was last night

Like a knife tearing straight through my chest
I knew that I won’t ever seen her face, because mom was put to rest
Before I was her very own
Now mom is never at home

Very mush missed for her things
Down on her knees,
By the side of her bed she found her peace
Praying for us, like she knew she would live
Living us a world of grief

She prayed for our unity, she prayed we find love,
She prayed for our blessing she prayed for our Dad above all.
She prayed we find strength, she prayed for her home
She put our needs first before her very own

And I knew for the first time her pain and her care.
And I noticed also an angel-like glow,
As she reached out her hand, and said, "Now you knew."

But I'll never forget something I lost that day.

I lost a wonderful mother
So gentle yet so strong
The many ways she showed her love and care
And the way she made me feel like I belong

A mother who was patient when I was foolish
You were a mother when I was childish
You give me guidance when I asked
You were the master to my every task

I lost the only dependable source of comfort
I’m were I’ m today because of your effort  
The cushion when I fall
The only reason I knew how to stand tall
The only support I ever called
A mother I ever known

And this something I was told

Never discount the love of a mother from her son nor her daughter,
Never trade in that bond for the sake of a lover.
That there is power in a mothers loving prayers
And there is a God who hears and who cares.
I learned about faith, and unconditional love.
That my mother soul was sent up above
And I learned that from a little seed
Can come most everything we need

But some of us didn’t grow up with every in need
Because we lack a mother in need
So I had to push boundaries’ in order to create opportunities
Have to strive in order to succeed
We love you mom and very mush missed
This is your son KULI; remember you left me when I was a kid
This one is for you mom, may soul rest in peace
Not all people glow up wth everything they need
Julius Mwanja Jr May 2020
It all begun with a love story when the love was first installed in me.
It hit me like a runing train but I was too blind I wouldn't even feel the pain.
So perfect as ever ,I knew she was my Eva
As it all begun on that very day so different from any other day but it wasnt just any other day,it was another day from another perfect year.
Maybe the start of a great love story some may say.
And it all started on that day ,when I first saw her along my way and I was like "hey  you okay mind me joining you" ?
And she was like "really" ?
Not sure of what next to say , felt short in words so I just started to pray .
Because she had me attached to her like a mental to a magnet.
The feeling was strong as it hit my mind like it was my favorite song.
I knew she would be mine fully knowing it was my time.
A story for told as her and I glow old.
True love story
Julius Mwanja Jr May 2020
Unsure of where
Not certain how
Right or wrong
And never really knowing why ?
But the feeling is strong
It click my mind like a song
Intentions unknown
How ,why and where are some of the questions
Is it me or its just my self
Tell me u know because i don't trust my self
Not really knowing better
So I write my thoughts in a letter
But take your time and let me pass by later
If love is strong
Then why shud i possibly be a hater.
Unsure
Excited
But undecided.

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