I was conceived innocent, loving and loyal;
Before i set my foot and eyes on the soul of
The african soil, knew no lies, suffering or
Remorse, caused no pain or hate as i travelled
Over decades of life, i saw the moon and the
Sun shift from a night to a day, proven ‘n’
Approved, only earth revolve, nature lied on
My sight, proven; not all things are way we see
Them to be do not blame me for my bitterness,  
Betrayal or brutality, that’s how earth presented,
It’s self before me, but honor my humbleness,
Honesty and humanity was born to do great
And amazing things, if my deeds at times be error
Or narrow nor my intent are ironic

I started to count to make it count the time my time need, on may that may it be the dream, i dream no fate of faith is fake, to fake the faith of fate , the truth is true i hate to hate, when i try to try but my mind just mind, when i think to think , early late before is too late, to sense the sense you believe to believe you can make it in time, when you have effort to put more effort, you dream to sleep or sleep to dream, but the dream never sleep, be tight to tight your figure to figure the rest to rest,though your dream never rest, even if is even my time never wait

never mind how many times you have to fall before you rise, how many times you have to cry before you smile, how many times you have to stay in the light of darkness before you reach the dawn, always act like a free soul even when our emotions are captive, say yes even when the situation say no, share no tears even when your enemies hunt your success, stand still in your instability even if it means using a single leg, make no complain but compliment what is meant to be, so you can learn to live with what you cant change and change what you can live with, cherish and embrace all your memories , good or bad, because that's what life has taught you

The real of my imagination, i was once a disciplined child, yearned once in a life time yet had too much to ask, with too much in mind,or mind to ask, in this world of good reflection, deception and rejection that trouble or double my mind arrors, ecstacy of fantasy to better the bitter sensetive sound of m echoing solitude song, tune out the vital volme of violent voices, of selfish self preservation pleasure, crowded by cowards, who win no fair fight to those of rely on reality, no doubt of the dawn, some pursed their lips to curse, i rest my worst; ever since, to call for redeemption my protection, only God knows i want to brake free

so naive
dreamt in narrow corridors of better things
so naive
the war is not outdoors
it’s your mind
where heaven starts and hell begins
unravel guises you swear you knew
foe not friend

and at the bottom
of a hell that i had made
comprised of external situations
and the promises of better days
the bridges built soon fell away
the ashes swim in puddles deep of expectations
so naive
and what was left there
well that was me
so naive

My life's happening,the good and the bad, my future is my past and my past is my present, those who knows it better call it experience, i can't do anything today because it seems like my future belongs in my past and is hard to convince my present that not that i belong there but somethings somewhere in there went wrong,  that even when my presence presents a present its self before the present,a calling for the future, my past still whisper and terrorize every effort my present pulled through, my future my past im just a middle man who watch the the watch and learned to stay with what my past wronged so my present can enslave my awaiting future,my past is my past, my present is my future

What can a man do, helpless as we are hopeless, believe it or not, the only truth about human existance is that; both the rich, the poor, the wise, the foolish, the good, the evil, we are all slaves to destiny, no matter how we try to change it, deny it, fact is; it is the end of it all, we live at the mercy of destiny, though destiny can not be dissapointed as for man live and die, so will you and i; destiny is the ultimate decider of a man's reality, never have i stood aside when man rise and fight their battles, watch man suffer and die at the hands of destiny, then i knew that if we are really slaves of destiny, we must not always slave in tears and hardship, we can atleast slave in dignity and comfort