It is appropriate to say thanks
To All who have bumped into me
To All that I bumped into
For without you, I would not
Know who I am  

Grateful to all who stopped me
Thanking all who aroused a confusion
Believing we were destined to meet up
For without you, I would not
Know who I am

Conscience is busy configuring
Of thoughts, words and deeds
with or without purpose
For without them, I would not
Know Who I am

Overlapping with those of others
Is my conscience, I realize
Indebted to be of service
This I know
For without others, I would not
Know Who I am

Having known this unavoidable
exchange of influences
It would be futile
To move on without bowing
For without you, I would not
Know Who I am

I take a knee before you
With open arms
Imploring to let us be in peace
In all our dealings
For without you, I would not
Know Who I am

Do we need
material-prosperity
to be joyful and happy?
Yes we do.

Do we need
material-objects
like plastic-bottles and aluminium-cans
to be prosperous
joyful and happy?
Yes we do.

Is there a finite-supply
on the Earth
of many materials we use to enjoy prosperity
like plastic and aluminium?
Yes, many materials are finite.

Therefore,
do we have to recycle
finite-materials
like plastic-bottles and aluminium-cans
to maintain sufficient supply
to achieve joyful and happy prosperity
into the future?

Story of my life. My relationship with my bed is awesome I can afford to miss it, but my relationship with water is bordering on obsession I can't afford to miss it.

The smoke hazes the setting sun
as the fire burns remains of the last crop
proffering ashes to the wind.

It's all the wind gets
as the memento of the last harvest.

On the new soil
once again there'll be tilling
and God willing
seeds waiting hope laden
will sprout into corn.

What's dead is to be reborn.

I don't understand,
but the things
you do
baffles me.

I don't understand,
but my life
mirrors exactly
that same things
you do that
stuns me.

I don't understand,
but the darkness
of the secrets
hidden behind
those eyes
haunts me.

I don't understand,
but even the
cloud speaks
of your stunning
beauty and your
beautiful heart
that marvels me.  

I don't understand
why I don't
understand the
things i don't
understand,
that confuses me.

I don't understand,
but the sound
of your heart
reveals the secret
of the love
and the hurts
you feel at
this moment.

But understanding
is all i
ever needed to
understand what
i don't understand,
right now.

Be understanding
with all your
getting.
In it there
is no suffering.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Just a republican girl
living in a liberal world
took the 4Runner going anywhere
Just a democrat boy
living in a conservative world
took the white Prius going anywhere

A singer in a smokey room
the marijuana's like perfume
for a puff they can share the night
it goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting
the traffic on the 5's insane
the endless cars stretch through the night
streetlights, people
there's no escaping anywhere
hide me somewhere in the night

too many beards and beer
there are "rainbows" everywhere
politics are in your face
all the time
some will win, some will lose
there are only reds or blues
the fighting never ends
it goes on and on and on and on

Strangers, waiting
the traffic on the 5's insane
the endless cars stretch through the night
streetlights, people
there's no escaping anywhere
hide me somewhere in the night

don't stop believing
that you can escape the city
street lights, people
don't care at allllll

don't stop believing
that you can escape the city
street lights, people
don't care at allllll

don't stop believing
that you can escape the city
street lights, people
don't care at allllll

Did you know anything about love?
I took a pill and made it mine
It made sense in the beginning
Then less at the end
I made a big mistake
Took 3 and slept