Waiting on the curb of redemption
Hoping for the warmth of affection
Battered by the rain of rejection
Life is a game of patience

Loved by overwhelming large arms
Tears wiped by soft fingers
Loved by ALL imperfections
Against ALL deemed common sense
We are loved
And by the work of our failings we are made whole
and given a home
A new beginning
Hope

You cradled a nation
You touched millions of hearts
You overcame Obstacles SO Large
And you did SO Much
......Rest
Reap your rewards and Never stop Still
Rest
Lord knows your legacy Won't ever
Rest

Morning tea is cold
Multi-variable  near
Try to stay afloat

Looking NOW from  a mountain of experiences
23 years worth of a bag of knowledge
i can see so much more
Taste so much more
feel so much more
The dust in my eye, the strength of my people
the stench of the streets, the Hustle of the day to day
Ross didn't know **** in Dade county
Come here... To come here
Hear and be touched by the cradle of a nation
Listen to her tears, Let her Nurse and Strengthen and Discipline you
Nurtured, Appreciated and slowly being disintegrated but the VERY people..
She cares for
She's Burning
Yet she Stands
Yet she calls
Arise, O compatriots
Naija
She waits

Sharply awaiting a detection without your own inspection...
Is not sufficient to illicit a response from the deficit.
No one hears your tears louder than the fears you use to drown
your frown with excuses that don't help..
So lets get up now shall we?
Get up and exercise the gift bestowed to lift above
Sift and wade through the shade of your immorality and find
reason
Its there somewhere :) I promise
Go ahead,
Look


Inspired By Lorde

Hold on McGinnis
You will be together soon
For the Fate of Math

In that instant i saw you, i saw you
The Planet.
The Planet that you are yet how alone you must feel
Everything else clicked into a perpetual jigsaw and i wondered
What are you?
I felt like there was no room for you here.
Consumed by a celestial body of your own there couldn't be
and i felt so tiny on you
but was the blame ever yours
or were the results merely a gauge of my knowledge surmountable
time may tell

my gut says No
My mind and a dash of my heart says possibly
and a mature soul says be patient
Yet i hear neither the calm nor the storm
and i Limbo in mistakes
from Ghosts of Haunted past and
expect a brighter tomorrow
Cause?
Why the **** not?
Now isn't THAT the question

Now Isn't THAT .....quite the question?

Is when you will wake up now :)
But the Doctor never sleeps now does he?
With the hovering hope in the long lean of his back
And the fez on his head
With his shoes of the sand, and the arch of his brow
and the wit of attack
They Never - back - down
It matter not who leaves the legacy of the flame or who lights it
The flame, is thee and so much more
Who you ask?
Well......that's an excellent question