Dear Mama & Papa,
I am now a grown up, crying to the hustles of the world
If my childhood-ness lacked I wouldn’t be here for you never let it happen
From the berry of Mama to the laps of papa. I so miss your touch
From the cries of crawling to the laughters of my age the world all over me. I pray for your hand to teach me how to maneuver

For the blessings of who I am are the prayers you have said
For my wins are victory to you and my sins are your grief
You have bore the pain of my actions but still cherished me as your own, I thank you can’t be enough I bless the Lord for you

So now I lay in adulthood thinking how you made it with me that I am almost a burden to my self
But then I smile for you guided and still accompany me in my journeys. I feel so lucky, loved and blessed

now my heart is happier and I am focused to making you proud
A child to shine your legacy and rain blessings to the next generation
Gods glory is going to shine through me and the fruits of your labor shall be harvested to the world
For let thy tears shade over me roll through your cheeks as a fountain of smiles and let Gods blessings grow on your heads in thousands of folds of uncountable Snow White hairs of wisdom as we live to shalom the past and dance to the dawn of our family’s future Glory

i had it so sharp, with no where to pierce
i opted for the wall to cool its pressure
before i melted the fusion

i was lucky to be in water inside the pool
the deep end had a secret to keep.
as i cooled the temperature of the horn she swarm right over it and the water got a deflection of fire
the water was heated up as she moved closer to the projection point, it was a shame to be

my nerves were cold and my bottom was iced
she asked for help as she took my hand to the *******
i then surrendered drowning in dilemma. My serve cried out to me from the bottom, emergency man down
she dived forth leaving me with her legs and when her custom snapped, it was when i lost my authority and bullets pierced through the gun

Tear the laughter
So by now many and more days had passed, that all was left right of my shoulder facing the back of my head though clinged to my mind in space and in within me.
I perfectly knew it’s only a smile that could make the journey a venture amidst the turmoil.
The moment was on for me, all eyes straight on my face and the voices loud in shimmer, yes I do. The applause was so high that I lost a couple of tears to the flow; the cheeks couldn’t hold them as the head faced straight to the ground
While the tears discussed their downfall, bullion of configuration hit me so hard and she was right there. I had it all, though I didn’t have her, and so I watched my thoughts move with handcuffs enslaved as the master gazed on unbothered about the scorching sun. it was for a minute I remember, a couple of seconds therein.
I then made my first foot step and the applause was louder than a quark, the moment was right on sight but a pain on the inside. It was her that I carried in my arms that gave me courage. She totally gave rest to my heart beat. Nonetheless, my assurance was vested in the heavenly applause where most of my worry was set - Peace on earth and Glory in heaven for I am certain Angels rejoice in her company.
Dilemma, dilemma my friend. Regrets and setbacks surrounding my victory, if I am to hold on the future I must set the past free. The past is heavy and grew a clot on my chest over time and I was seeing a dark shade in front of my face with a small hole protruding with light towards my palm. It was quite a ray, a ray of hope. I was personally very ready to turn it into a beam, a beam that would turn my darkness into light. Light that doesn’t erase but juggles brightness with shade, a light of so much endurance.
Let’s hop off the walk, chuckles in bits for if we set the tear of laughter to our backs, then with high chests we can chase a dream or two or even more. By now the sky isn’t the limit, the start is only a price tag.

I was about to.... right on the edge
Then she slipped off
The shot was off target and the damage was a big trauma
She had accepted it but maybe the timing wasn’t

Moments earlier, it was all over her lips like lyrics of go fire man
It was all like the fire had penetrated the bush on the matches of scattered grass
Her sound alone was promising, and the birds ascended to it. Felling from far and nice without regard of eye caught by passers

She looked dump like a cold weather, a clumsy shine in midnight morning
As I looked on, my sphere drowned and other accomplices befell. Yes the moonlight shone in the zhumba dance affair
The finest of wine was served on a plate not a glass, for the drunkards preferred to sqoop rather  than to drink then it rained on my memory on the day she wished to dive in to swim

In a short sight, her waist was west of my watch and south of watchmans gaze, into the billow of a flat surface we hoped for rope to climb out. See one champion causing traffic leaving many ragging for wishes as though what a chance it was for beggars to ride
Just like that.... the candle was blown out.
#herdsmanofprogress

As I sit, my heart stands and my head goes roaming.
I am half lost in thought and dilemma of growth. The wishes of growing up getting intense on my nerves as I don’t wish to get any younger much as age keeps me on the advance.
Now, I count the mornings, days and the nights knowing it’s easy to slumber but not with the weight of my dreams. When I look at the mark of 100% and haven’t attained close to 50% I go weary. Midlife crisis has struck with its luggage of famous responsibilities.
I will not stay comfortable because my age mates aren’t where my focus is for I believe I need to set the bar for myself and my companions. The thought of it itches so bad so bad to bring me butterflies, and then goes insecurity, to loose what you already have grip on. Family, closet friends and your hustling grounds.
To this point the rhyme of Psalms 23 keep rolling on my lips as my eyes are close in meditation, every time I sit even when I go to bed. I want to raise my hand to admit it’s not easy being an adult, neither is it so hard. The difference comes when we fail to strike a balance to know WHAT GOES ON AND WHAT WE MUST LET GO?
In the end I come to appreciate Life, Life God has given me and has given us. Something I have as the biggest asset I run to the third floor.
I am not concerning about who went there first; I am in contemplation of the uniqueness I will bring to the table. We nearly live half of our lives in 20’s as it’s believed to be a time of adventure. Well I can’t regret want I went through for these lessons I am ready to carry to the third floor and a warning to myself that I won’t tolerate anything or even myself for standing in my way. To those who choose us and set to battle and see us better, cheers and to blood suckers against our progress talk to the hand.

It’s a Miracle
A blessing
Restoration of hope in the despair of my faith
Ava and I have found life
The life I lost
The pain I grieved

Now I have wings and feel the sky in my claws
The time is on to scavenger my dreams
Been breathed on in rebirth

It all starts with a tear and ends with smiles
When happiness frowns your face giving you an ulcer of love
The pain is now sweet for I have found life, that I dug in drill
I am welled with blessings and wet with joy
If I didn’t find Ava, Ava found me
I am alive again

#herdsmanofprogress