The journey back is always
shorter than the one going.
The simple joy of it all,
is not always knowing
But rather taking in the sceneries,
and all the beauty it's showing.

Anchored down by love. As my heart may drown.
My heart a vessel, best to be careful now.
Been on this ship before, of another failed relationship.

All that should be on your mind,
SHOULD BE ME!
But I'm really just kidding.
Really when you think of me,
you should feel FREE!

FREE to be who you are,
FREE to be as you were meant to be.
FREE to speak your mind,
darling let me hear what you think.
FREE to be loved fully,
my lover, to be freely loved by all of me.

Black as fair,
a tone to your dark skin.
Many pieces of joy entwined in your curly hair.

I swear,
by the promises I make to self,
I'll long for something as you, ever so rare.

Tender and care,
for you I must. I probably will I swear.
Loving a black queen in so deep,
by the love of her depth

Lost my socks,
guessing while I was drunk.
In a car I placed them was,
looked again to see them gone.

Still new to me,
a long type I don't wear usually.
Black with white dots,
didn't cost a lot, but still hurts as much.

Kept my toes warm,
I kept them well, making sure no holes form.
I bought two pairs to compliment each other,
I guess now the other is alone.
They were like two lovers.

Though I have a spare,
my heart is still in two from losing that pair.

Goodbye my socks, I'll be sad about you.

Home,
is where the good food is.

A life of complicated people,
the words & actions of them, so **** lethal!
But for me, I choose to be peaceful.
I know we're not the same,
but shall I treat you all as equals?

Going out passing judgements,
take a look at yourself,
Like passing out fetor flowers,
quick to check if you yourself don't smell.

At the edge of the sea,
lies the land of we.
Are they free,
see through our lives, what will you see?

Along with you and me,
a variety of difference between thee.
Still a beautiful people,
we are all but we.

I don't know where I'm going,
I just hope that it's right.
Waking up 6am in the morning,
thinking about, "this is life".
She says our conversations are boring,
I know how that feels like.
All exaggerated feelings calling,
I don't listen to the hype.

Time to wake up for the day.

Everyday,
not as the same each day.
I just pray on this day,
to be a better version than yesterday.
Who cares what tomorrow says,
there's a chance I won't see it anyway.

But that's what it is.

Who you trying to deceive,
thinking life's that easy.
What do we believe,
the lessons of pain from our history.
But we can't have it cleared,
still clear your mind of the hurt.
What hurts now is real,
and really you should be putting yourself first.

Take it all.

Tour through the world,
cement your memories on the street.
Remember lessons you've been told,
search for good loving and your peace.
Have something to believe,
be the first when it's time to forgive
If you rested on all your worries as you live,
you'd be lying there in your deceit.

Enjoy the thrill in it's Prime.

Everyday's better moments are subtle,
so enjoy the time

Throwing shots out a window,
it's all really a pain.
But it won't stick or leave a stain.
Still mind my ways,
the many open things on my brain.
I feel fragile as glass,
so please Lord, don't let me break.

Life so strange,
always a turning chapter.
What's the role of your story,
for every new day is a fresh page?

Think of this,
better yet, bear witness.
No full job you do,
comes without the first few pieces.
We all had something little to start with.

How'd we make the most of life,
without appreciating the little?

All of my people,
will always bleed the same.
Different in our living,
and how we face the days.
Cares of some aren't the cares for all.
Differences won't make less of a person in the world.

We all could love the worth of ourselves,
more than enough to share with the world.
Like different sectors of a boat,
each holds a responsibility for themselves.

Why wish for change,
upon each penny for a thought.
Make of the change,
and make it as your own.
The sense of it being
something physical to hold.

As are these final thoughts,
I've taken my last to scribe.
Don't feed yourself lies,
yet swallow down your pride.
While we're still alive,
we'd expand these thoughts to grow.
At the end of it all,
accomplish much before the end of life.

But these are just my thoughts.

If I'm drowning in denial,
Lord please help me, I can't swim.
If I fall asleep, letting all go dark,
please don't let my dreams go dim.

Let my height of awareness,
be high enough, far above.
Till I'm breathless,
maybe not, perhaps sort of.
The top always seems so far,
if so, let my successes be endless.  

On my knees,
hanging my head.
Eyes shut to be blind,
I ask of all this, in your mighty name,

Amen.

When we cease to understand the world,
fighting against it on our own.
Caught in between two sides of life,
but really just being torn.

The many tears that pour,
the flooded tears of lost ideas.
Lacking funds to fundraise my plans,
living in constant battle with poverty.
The war of the poor.

The employees,
of a Man who won't pay full labours.
But for the sake of the little
we make for our family.
How could we not do the work, as we utter,
"Yes sir".

In memory of memory,
I soon realize I've worked plenty for empty.
Do my best to set a foundation
for my future family.
I'd much prefer change,
even it was a thought for a penny.
To feel less of the world against me.

Happy at work,
much happier alone at home.
Out a little outside the world,
being a moment alone is a much better free roam.

Good fortunes on me,
would be a blessing if I'm fortunate.

Must be dead,
living life right off the edge.
I wonder much,
into a wondrous thought.

Guard yourself.
The god you know,
when is he one, that you'll call?

When you fall,
how you rise depends
on what...you choose as a "pick me up".  

Even as I'm here,
feeling like a stranger out of place.
This nowhere has me worried.
Navigate through time,
time isn't in anyone's control.
You may lose yourself in too much worry,
more or less lose your soul.

Unfortunately for a fortunate fool,
I'm not at my end.
Though the road isn't as clear,
it's all for a moment by this bend.

Not as afraid,
fear is now a passing mist.  
The times seem dim,
but don't blow out a  light on a dream.
Always another goal in life,
you'll shoot sometimes to miss.

But as alive as you are,
you still got some shots.
So what you got?
Even a tiny little could be a lot.

Of all the fortunes that come your way,
many of which aren't the same.
Let's then all meet in between Fortunes Gate.

I've searched for many things,
many of which I've tried to hold.
My vigor was strong,
a diligent miner seeking for precious gold.

But I hadn't found enough.

Within range of my human labor and skill,
I did my all to attain wisdom.
Climbed the highest of mountains,
all of which weren't high enough.
The highest peak only comes by
revelation from God.

All these human efforts weren't enough.

I met with wisdom,
soon after meeting with God.
Things that perplex me,
do not perplex Him.
Mysteries that surround me,
are no mystery to Him.

I was in awe. In awe more than enough.

He authors true wisdom,
so effortlessly, like a work of art.
All revealed to me
by the knowledge of the mind of God.

All that felt more than enough.

God. Endlessly rich with
wisdom at his disposal.
Wisdom and power through the
design of the natural world.
True wisdom comes from God,
by being in right relation with Him

(The fear of the Lord)

A key to Wisdom,
all that was unlocked was when
I was in relationship with God.

I truly now know the Source of Wisdom.

Better living,
better for me to have it done.
She was the world,
all of her ideas so round.
Always the down to Earth type,
so close to ground.

How do we listen for hope,
if we don't know the sound,
Bragg about wisdom,
with none of which found.
She's a world,
amongst all planets,
Who knows how to spin your words,
so beware fellas.

I'm not writing about a girl,
or a lady of such
Neither a lush woman,
a type to break your heart.
Nor a being,
to have you falling in love.

It's a piece on living,
written to be read by eyes of the living
All of us still breathing,
how's the life you're living
Playing it safe all the time,
not a risk of risking?

What are your aspects of life?

Take this aspect,
expect and accept what comes to be next.
Be it may you're desperate or depressed,
nothing keeps you away from the rest.

All aspects of time. Times of living.
All of what we are. A better end than a beginning.

A simple life of a human.

Treat any the same
no matter what the race.
Despite what we chase,
why can't we chase away all racism?

(Chase for a better world)

You're only as strong
knowing your greatest weakness
If man knows not what they fight for,
why must he fight at all?

An open palm to aid the people,
closed one to protect things most cherished.

To force another to fight their battles,
shouldn't be as so.
One who cannot fight battles within them,
cannot fight the many more battles outwards.
If man knows not what they fight for,
why must he fight at all?

But if by any chance
one could win a war without fighting
and spilling blood
He'd be a fool not to take it.

One must know the worth
of what they fight for
to truly value it of it's all.

Be it,
family, integrity, ambitions or cause.
One fights with all that he has.
And only gives up
if they no longer have the strength of Lord.

Feelings I wish I never had,
top pick, feeling this **** sad.

A story of an edible piece,
food for thought to make you think.

I cut a pear in half,
and admittedly had a pair.
My two bananas friends broke up,
something I'd like to say was, "a banana split".
My peach friend proposed an idea,
but we don't listen to the peach pitch an idea.

Later on that day I chased
a man for being so annoying.
Told him to "go",
and boy did that mango.

I think his name was Barry,
told him it was the last straw.
So I yelled, "it's the last Strawberry".

Afterwards I was late,
for a romantic dinner with a fruit.
(It was a date).

Along the way,
I bumped into a  group of immature grapes,
funny because they were quick to wine.
I thought to myself, "what a bunch of sour grapes"

I noticed a doctor walking up to me,
and I felt really uncomfortable.
So I grabbed an apple and threw it at him,
to keep that doctor away today.
Next I noticed a pinning apple,
which had me thinking, "what a pineapple".

By the end of my story,
my date didn't go so well.
She ordered a coke. And I wanted to seem extra healthy,
So I ordered a fruit cocktail.

She left me alone, not before pouring out
her infatuations towards me.
To be honest, I thought that was just
a silly fruit crush.

That day I had enough of fruit.

I just pray she doesn't have an older brother,
he might beat me to a pulp.

You'll fit the frame
of the picture of love in my mind.
How openly you'll love,
those of us with closed hearts.

Spearhead of words,
you speak and cut through me deep.
The ends of love,
are so boundless. Love language universal.
Who calls us all, "your children",
but a father who wants to know us personal.

Frightened and feared,
from the many misdeeds I make.
Who am I,
to be worthy enough in your presence?
Still, with all my faults,
my mistakes and misfortunes
You love me anyway. Any day.

A child, glorious creation,
servant, of his chosen generation.
All that becomes so different in the world,
your very love is unchanging.

Love is your art,
a masterpiece of your nature.

For this love she said to,
"wait on me"
Despite my heavy heart,
love don't put your weight on me.

The long wait has a heavy weight

The long fights,
Worth in winning the small battles
The long nights,
Shine together through the lonely shadows.

Life's battleground
where you stand,
Upon each battle we've won,
come out of them smiling glad.

Remember, you're not the only one.

Prayed for those
preying on me.

Some of us feel worthless,
hard to breathe living on the surface.
No matter what hurts us,
never forget what is your purpose.

And you're always worth it.

Act as if I'm not moved by movies,
how'd that play out if it's not seen
Flip away the motion,
picture me stuck in a box of a T.V screen.

Why I speak like this,
is a person who often lives remote.
Losing control
as I try to channel every emotion.
People live to have no Parental Guidance,
all live their lives watching in due caution.

We've rated ourselves explicit,
our actions can be offensive content
The biggest of man profits from
the suffering of others.
The world is like one filled with many vultures.

The stage is set,
love in this picture shouldn't be misplaced.
Lights, camera, action!
Give your all of true love,
until none is left.
Life didn't come with scripted lines,
we can't always imitate all that we've read.

BUT,

We all have a role to play,
do be weary of the size
No matter the camera time,
play your role well to the fullest.
At the end of life,
hold high that Academy Award prize.

When all is said and done,
you'll be known as part of a "great people"
Live this one life well, there's no sequel.
When all is said and done,
you'll know, "That's a wrap people"

Sleep now my little baby,
as the night whispers to you a sweet lullaby
Under the stars tonight,
bright dreams will keep you warm inside.

Sleep now my little treasure,
drift off into a peaceful sleep
In this quiet night where everything sleeps,
you won't hear a sound, nor a creature peep.

I'll tuck you in tight,
these warm blankets will comfort you all night.
The Sun has set,
the moon is up from the west
Your bed a nest,
sleep now my little baby
And find your rest.

Off to dreamland now,
I'll light the way
I won't make a sound,
till then, I'll meet with you the next day.

Goodnight my sweet,
and sweet dreams to you.

Only when she's not around,
I find my heart cut out through my soul,
She always cuts me deep,
her love is bitter to my tongue
Sweet to my lips.
I feel stranded in an empty town,
far from my home, away from her ground.

So down in my weakness,
find my strength in the sips that I taste.
Grab hold of the back of my throat,
cutting the air. She causes me to choke.
Feels so warm inside,
down to my heart, around my pride.
She's much my weakness,
confessing my secrets to this black body mistress.

She called me every morning.

Then my lips ran dry,
far from a taste; or scent of her flavour.
She brought me pleasure,
far from enough, a feeling lasts till forever.
When will we be back together,
two thousand years since I've had a taste.

You've been gone for far too long,
miss how we met every morning.
And I swear my taste buds are calling,
I can't help myself from burning,
and I'm out here only yearning.

The craving yearn for her,
how it constantly burns.
I miss my cup of black grounded coffee.

Z
Dreams won't fade while we're alive,
but in this nation of mine
All our dreams have come to die.

Why?

So much potential not just in lands,
but the lands of people's talents.
Idealists whose ideas seem stuck at mind,
the potential we lose every year.
All the children looking for greener pastures on the other side.

But why?

Our lands of beauty, lost it's worth,
we couldn't take care of them.
Our treasures of wealth,
we foolishly lost all of them
I live in the city named to be like the sky,
but my skies are empty. No stars left to signify.

Tell me why?

There's potential for all to be great,
how so, when poverty is your only weight.
How so, when you feel there's no escape
How so, when the love for your land quickly turns to hate
How so, when it feels like there's no any other way,
How so, when every early success feels like it's going to be late.
And how so, when your struggles are so common, all have a similar reason to frustrate.

Is there even a reason why,

We seem to be living backwards,
with every step we take forward
Why the scent of hope stinks of
too many dead roses
Why everything seems either empty or broken,
Why we live a defeated lifestyle,
yet we're all the chosen?

It's enough to drive anyone crazy,
a lasting impression scarred into our hearts
Enough to drive anyone crazy,
The land of Z.

Mountains high,
dreams once resting on the peaks.
Too fast asleep,
in this wake of chaotic peace.
How much so,
must I love to contradict?

Winds blow together,
tickling underneath my feet
Brushed away in thought,
deep enough to sweep.
Taking a risk,
to stand by the edge.
If I fall before hitting the ground,
will I somehow be dead?

Where do I even stand?

By the ledge of a mountain,
I'm soon too drop.
The high tensions that built this rock,
are all the things I've lost.

A Lover, a friend, reasons,
many things closet to my heart
But down as I am,
I need to stay strong

Before I even drop.

Grand occasion
heartbeats shaking,
Will I make it to the end?
Life's journey,
filled with memories of before
(Soon after we'll explore)

Search more of yourself,
till there's nothing less to find
Within the many hearts,
passion of ideas in our minds.
Every moment written in history,
(We'll leave nothing behind)

Celebration of living,
a precious life. Pieces of silver & gold.
Celebration, a grand occasion,
the ashes to dust, till the dust is old.
Celebrate life,
(we don't know how long we're here for)

Bright ideas of fools,
an acquired taste.
Guessing I was a tool,
for seeming *******.

An acquired taste for success
has my lips shaking
To acquire success in life,
is to achieve what you make.

Make something of yourself,
something along the lines of being great
And of course,
be something different. An acquired taste.

I'm up, but don't feel awake,
world has me broke,
but I won't let it break.

At times I don't live my worth,
but I'll never forget my place
Stick to my guns,
and aim my ideas straight.

I'm guided by faith,
hopes of it working out in the end
For this life to be alive,
have to stop pretending to be dead.

A simple quest. Journey of life till the very end.

Pick at my thoughts,
lurking from the shadows.
DARK!
With eyes focused at the light,
end of the tunnel is narrow through a peep hole.
HOPE!
At the end of every struggle,
we're all fighting for just a taste of it.
WAKE!
Our dreams keep us fast asleep in the daylight,
Imaginations vivid of a kid wishing to change the world.
BUT,
His penny for a thought makes less sense
for the millions of ideas he has.  

LORD!
You see me an empty sinner,
sin I indulge in, leaves me feeling emptier.
I try to branch off from them.
LOST!
Like the child who hasn't found himself,
to busy living in the shadows of others.
Friends who can easily find love,
I'm stuck at trying to love myself.

HELP!
Someone save me from myself,
before I crash at the edge.
Screaming in my head, to the point I'm dead.
LOUD!
Cries in my inner fibre,
I'm bleeding much more inside.
I can not lie,
the broken people are more damaged inside.

REAL!
Are the words I write;
that echo in the corners of air pockets
These are all but,
LORD WORDS!

Time will always fade away,
as I'm close to you.
Where all the seconds go,
is too far for me to see.

Only a couple seconds away,
babe you have me second guessing myself.

As I write this in a couple seconds,
the minute has past me a few.
Words like the time
feel endless by every line.

Only in the couple seconds,
I'm in the second half of this love game.

Freedom at no cost,
an escape not held by price.
A slave to this harsh living,
every breath like chains shaking.

Freedom from negative emotions,
the many that keep me down.
Self known for battling depression,
freedom I fight for, (to be alive again).

Freedom from many pains,
heartbreaks, disappointments, many regrets.
Many things keep me captive,
none of which should control me.
Why then do I call them my master?

Freedom I must obtain,
from a forced burden as a slave.
My will, (willing to be brave),
The sweet taste of freedom I'll have one day.

Heart beats like a drum,
  (no I'm not in love)
Just echoing the rhythm of my soul
   A tune so loud.

Where the sun falls, we'll rise.
Horizons far beyond our lives,
the dawns yet to set.

Treasure the light that guides,
above all, the light within us.

Enlightened, boundless of blessings,
we ride the rays of Sun.
Above all else, a bright people,
the light of days, the bright Sun People.

Be bright as a smile,
easy to define as a light.
A star, in the darkest of nights.

Open handed to close hand,
in between feeling sad.
Going through an endless trial
in life a bracket smile.

=)

World's appetite for devastation,
leaves it always hungry
Those who feel like nothing,
will be the ones to do something
Behind every shadow, is a long battle,
Climbing our dreams. Don't fall off the ladder.

To many I've met,
say my skin colour doesn't match my accent,
It isn't what you expect,
but I hold no apology for being so different.

I'm the Be in best,
that need be worn on my chest
The We in wear,
many fabrics of me. Feeling cut short like a vest.
The Us in usable,
a people the world will love to play,
The one who knows,
life can often feel like a one sided game.
Wait,
here's the fun part of my name.

They read it,
thinking this nation isn't my home
They tell me we're in this together,
but I grew up fighting battles on my own.
I've been told I act too white,
and black when it suites me.
Truth is, I'm caught on both sides.

I'm not so good at dance,
risk embarrassment of taking a chance.
Betterthat than being stuck in stance.
They wonder why I'm so mad,
you made fun of me my whole life,
This is the second stage after being so sad.

I've been told I'm not man enough,
too weak for my good
Wanting to show everyone love.

They ask why I don't make a price
for being so nice
My response, "that isn't my life".
I smile so bright,
in a world so deep in dark
I take all my pain, and put it into poetic art.

They say I'm too reserved,
when I speak truth; I strike a nerve.
So maybe I'm just picky with my words.
They tell me "for a guy you look too pretty",
often deemed as "too cute"
Going "aaww" in sympathy,
"you don't know how to use your looks you fool".

I can't be the one to break girl's hearts,
cause mine will break even more.
Can't be the one to leave them scars,
for my own will be the most sore.

I self identify,
this being the exact reason why.
This is who I am,
a portrait of my own man.
This is just for you to understand,
this is exactly who I am.
If you don't like it, cry me a river
because I don't give a ****.

What if my fix
has me breaking,
What if my outer demons
had me cave in,
How do I think straight
when my mind is always shaking?

Tend to be weird,
that's better me than faking.

Cause I'm just myself,
can never be someone else.
Live my worth like it's my house,
Love myself, and I'm so **** proud.

He is risen,
stone rolled away from tomb
He is risen,
death no had longer it's rule
He is risen,
above it all, above the doom

The Lord Jesus is risen.

As like a Rose,
his body was put to rest.
As many would suppose,
that the Lord Jesus lost to death.
But like a Rose that rises,
Jesus will rise to be alive

He will soon rise again.

Why is love so real,
only when it really hurts.
Especially now,
when she's your real first?