Self-awareness is a virtue
like no other,
so I seek not to excuse anyone
completely,
but some have seen multitudes
of shattering pain,
been through countless nights
of sobbing and wailing and crying,
dark, scared, and alone.
Been through abuses unspeakable,
torn from families,
families torn from them,
torn into them.
Some see tragedy after tragedy after
tragedy
warp their very soul
and never reconcile it with the world.
Some experience the truly malevolent
in others or in themselves,
and are never able to bring it to peace.
Some live in perpetual hells
brought on from themselves
or inescapable circumstances.
And yet, despite all of this,
most are capable of great good
and great love in this world.
It’s a wonder there’s any good
in anyone
at all,
so how do we explain that?

I was a nomad,
Searching for better pastures,
From one tender heart to another,
At last I found the oasis,
In my lover's heart,
I was home.

To lavishly love and joyfully
share your life with happiness
is always going to heal your soul,
your life and your brokenness.
The heart that loves
cannot hurt anyone.
Never hurt the person
whose only intention was
to make you happy.
You will even be more lonely
when you hurt that person who
in vulnerability stretches and
extended his heart to
you in fellowship.
For your stony heart in confusion
will even be more devastated.
Recognize that there's only one
thing that you will ever do but
to yield to the tenderness of love.
Stop struggling and opposing
yourself but with gladness
welcome the heart that
opens up to you.
It's tenderness will soften
your brokenness and lift your soul
higher to receive the strength
that only comes from the one
whose heart God dwells.
Being deeply loved by someone
gives you strength,
while loving someone deeply
gives you courage.
Don't ever hurt anyone,
especially the one you love
for your stony heart will be so burned,
messed up and consumed
that it will be nearly impossible
for help to come and be rescued.
Yield to love and live.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Always write to inspire
Encourage, enlighten and empower
Be that positive motivating force
Every minute and hour
Teach the youths how to live
Give them guidance in order to thrive
Show them how to find their inner strength
In order to survive

Hues of gold hug the horizon,
The air is heavy with the scent of a rainy day,
A pride of lions moves its limbs with a motion of might,
A motion of magic precedes the pack.

A dragonfly bounces along the river of relief,
The sun sets its final shimmer of sophistication
Behind the silhouette of a striking baobab.

A pocket of air holds the wings of the stork in a mathematical manner,
as it sweeps over of the plateau of promise.

South Africa,
A nation in progress,
Where each combination of skin tones each have a story to tell of its own,
a story of history,
a story of might.

Long live the pride of lions,
the Giants of our Rainbow Nation who sow seeds of sunshine in every corner of the soil.
Nkosi Sikelel' iAfrika.