What will i say to our tomorrow for having failed to show you yesterday.

Lets walk in hand by our future not to promise time with an excuse.

I forgot how i breathed yesterday, since my heart walks in your atmospheric direction.

Can we reach a consensus to have your shadow play with mine or farely  to collect the soil off your sandles of each footstep.

The rain washed away my hopes for your arrival at the junction were the sun burnt your feet to reach me this far, the wind blew you to shiver in fear as i waited at crossroads of the moonlight in the moonless night

#herdsmanofprogress

I prefer the you
The sweat of your face,
You the finest of God's molds
The best of sand he used
Best of fraction in height
Bit of high and bit lowest
Best of structure wide and composed
No extras needed to define you
The voice weaved of tonned sounds
The ***** in thy sockets - thy eyes so calm
Never to wish to see of their tears.

The wrap up of lips - a ready burger for feast
I wish i would define you, your smile speaks to my silence
No rather i would calculate the reason you are pretty as a rose.
I would then wish to pick the rose but thy thorns would prik my humble walks to thee
I am walking farewell to your shadow
Calling for the luck of the wind to blow you by side.

What we have at hand is a treasure, but we run to catch what we don't have, a mystery.

What we foresee in illusions of gestures undermines reality of our very own reach.

Why have a dream to crawl yet you can walk, from a rain of opportunities to a desert of wishes.
Should Chances override choices?
Let not friction jump you from a pitch to a maze
#herdsmanofprogress

I
                    Am
                  Alive
               Happy and
          Progressive and
     I weigh more in mind
Than that seen on de body
  nor down the bottom of
   Am  the  magical    filter
    of incorporated word
     The Savage mischief
             of progress
   No one can come to your
       testimony of failure
         Ayonder my dream
           A life of reality
                A moment
                  A smile.

Where have been, we cant return. One struggle leads to new ray.
When morning comes we smile for redemption. Yes we were redeemed but our  tomorrow needs our fight of focus.
Let beauty surround us though with purpose.
And let the dry tears turn to floods of blessings.

Come by, fetch your dreams.
I lost my sight seeking redress
how i met reality from despair
the naked sigh from the west.
High five my feet
They have moved from the past to your zone.
I could drink to remember more of the tomorrow.

My favorite brown belt worn
For the sake of my dark skin seeking originality,
I say go by and stay to my wish of myth
Like the blinded thoughts i had for you
The tested blood of your royalty
I call back, to age after age

My Teacher, My tea, The preacher
My teacher the mother she was
To many kids i knew or even saw
She taught me to read which i did better than many of her own.

I played to wounds as she  nursed them with love
And when i lost a tooth, she replaced it with a penny and so i learned to earn
Saveless the spending
See my empty bottle and tummy all full to her mercy
Meals in full with no bill to clear

My misbehaviour attracted her tender slaps
To which i cried and smiled to the latter
In ink and paper i see your presence
So i remember not to forget you
Each of my smiles is a written letter of thanks to you.