The last time I looked into her eyes, she grew goose bumps

She lay her eyes on mine and breathed less close to an under water swim

Her smile was faded as her hand reached out to me, it all smelt like agony. A drowning sky diver seeking my rescue

Kiss me her lips said with a faint voice of tense, I was far from her than close to myself

As I approached to heal her glimpse her mate arrived too only to change to night shades as she had already succumbed to my hug. He looked at me and her face froze with terror. Her ticket had expired at once, and the dream travel cancelled.

Once they walked away, her eyes cried in a loud voice of help though I couldn’t rescue a bone from a dogs mouth. Before I blinked the curtain was half flagged and the memory was more painful than the reality could have

I was desperate and lost and he said here I am come quick your bruised
I ran to him and he gave me a doze
Before I could get full charge of me again, I tip toed off
Ran to find the glitters I once hunted for
I then found treasure and lived a happy soul
In no time flipped, down to the ground I went, bruised again.

Couldn’t move so he came close to me, took charge till I started smiling
Little did he know I was off to make more struggles
I went searching for him perhaps his righteousness but never found him
I rashed and did all I could in vain, in time loosing precious things
Tears flowed in my ignorance for my forever search is what I ignored for ages.
He wasn’t far my, thoughts were
I distanced myself from his Grace
It was only to search within myself though my mind wasn’t natured by instincts
#herdsmanofprogress

God* fishes us from the multitude and hikes us to places we dont deserve though destined. From ~dust~ he created us with a solid purpose, amidst toils he leads us. we fault at his mercy, never foresakes us like fellow humans, he is the first and last option of our lives, he is the heart beat of every living person. He is the wireless connection of love we have and share, the breathe of all longing hearts, in joy, pain, hopeless times and the future we dream of. For he has planted seeds of great thoughts of a bright future for us and he is painting the best picture of your ~hustle~ to the world '''billboards'''. -He was - He is - and He will forever be our shield at all times. #herdsmanofprogress

It’s the light in the darkness that shows who is coming not the darkness in the light. Roses are made of petals but the heart is made of tissue- the rose so good to smell and heart cherish able as untouched. We can remember to drop a rose with petals than a heart with chambers. #herdsmanofprogress

Sometimes am happy, sometimes I am scared not of what happens but uncertainties. Sometimes I feel lucky, sometimes so blessed. Then the wind soothes my ears and I am driven into lamentations. The tongue speaks with promise but the eyes look in wonder, it’s savage not to fear rather worthless not try and hold to the moment. What you can’t see you can’t know let’s dance to the Melodie’s of hope.

𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚕
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍
𝙰 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜
𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎  𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚎

𝚃𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝
𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎

𝙸𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚠𝚜
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎
𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚔 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗
𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚛, 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜
#𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚏𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜

If it wasn’t for those eyes👀 I could have tasted those lips 👄
for if the nose 👃🏽could smell what your ears 🦻🏽heard the air would wink for a beat🥳
The wonder of if I was the me
I am champion all over you

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜.

Pour out into the pieces

The ground ***** my drips

Melt the pieces off the thirsty throat, a cader of tough swallow

If i willow the below the sighs fade in silence #herdsman

I am broken and can't find my pieces
I see a ray of hope fading my way so fast
And I am so lost in the the wind with my spirit running low

Free me dear life I have come a long way and no spare to live
The horn of progress over nakedness of reality
Who wins who shrives
My mind sinking in a mine

As she loved to brush her face and it with color of pleasure so did I love to brush paper with ink of thought

She wrote beautiful colors on her face to make makeup art of hand and I rubbed pen on paper up side and down to make words smile at each other on sentenced line

And when she smiles at the mirrors it flips and tears joy of her creative her just like a twist fingers to marry words and make your eyes gaze on a read further pierce your heart to smile

So she is a bad *** painter on reality and her the masterpiece  and i am a boy  ink and hand ******* seeking the natural woes of earths livers
#herdsmanofprogress

Epitom, life flows like a river never backward despite the diversions. No matter the precipitousness of nature. The sematics of living are adhered to by the brave. Surpass your angst.
#herdsmanofprogress

Jumble lee
She wants me and in her heart dies for me

Nay her ego will last longer than she can look into my eyes

Her jealous speaks loudest when she eyes me smile to her own gender

So I let her know of what I feel though she kicked me away with her eyes.

I am now a free bird off to hunt for new catch for my catch has wings on her heart that can’t afford her to fly to me
Then whom shall we blame for the travelled journey that bore no fruits
#herdsmanofprogress

For always not even once have the masses cried not over insufficient service delivery. The Dog is known to be to the owner till it strays, when the owners of this country tear the heavy deployments done are yet a portion of their contribution through tax.
Man has a voice woman has a tear and so mankind has become voiceless thus defensively becoming savage.
When the day comes it shall be like any other, when the moon will will shine smiles as the rain washes away our pain and the sun drying our tears.
The combined energy shall be the voice of the surpressed being  seeking to walk a normal life of Grace. Yes we shall not forget the leaderships that made us stumble we shall embrace the same flag under new and yet friendly arms nursing our damaged country-men. Glory will once be ours, maybe long but shall be worth.

#herdsmanofprogress
Thomas Bron M

https://thomasbron.wordpress.com/2020/08/19/upfront/

O⃨u⃨t⃨ o⃨f⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ m⃨a⃨n⃨y⃨ d⃨e⃨c⃨i⃨s⃨i⃨o⃨n⃨s⃨
Y⃨o⃨u⃨ a⃨r⃨e⃨ o⃨f⃨f⃨ t⃨o⃨ s⃨e⃨t⃨t⃨l⃨e⃨ w⃨i⃨t⃨h⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ f⃨o⃨r⃨ o⃨n⃨e⃨
T⃨h⃨e⃨ o⃨n⃨e⃨ t⃨h⃨a⃨t⃨ w⃨i⃨l⃨l⃨ b⃨r⃨i⃨d⃨g⃨e⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨ o⃨r⃨ e⃨x⃨c⃨e⃨p⃨t⃨i⃨o⃨n⃨a⃨l⃨l⃨y⃨ b⃨r⃨e⃨a⃨k⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨
B⃨u⃨t⃨ h⃨o⃨w⃨ a⃨r⃨e⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨ t⃨o⃨ k⃨n⃨o⃨w⃨ f⃨r⃨a⃨n⃨g⃨i⃨l⃨e⃨ h⃨e⃨a⃨r⃨t⃨
T⃨h⃨e⃨r⃨e⃨ c⃨o⃨m⃨e⃨s⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ o⃨u⃨t⃨r⃨a⃨g⃨g⃨e⃨d⃨ t⃨e⃨m⃨p⃨t⃨a⃨t⃨i⃨o⃨n⃨
t⃨h⃨e⃨ d⃨e⃨v⃨i⃨l h⃨i⃨m⃨s⃨e⃨l⃨f⃨ s⃨a⃨l⃨i⃨v⃨a⃨t⃨i⃨n⃨g⃨ o⃨v⃨e⃨r⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨r⃨ l⃨a⃨c⃨k⃨ o⃨f⃨ o⃨p⃨t⃨i⃨c⃨a⃨l⃨ t⃨h⃨i⃨n⃨k⃨i⃨n⃨g⃨

T⃨h⃨e⃨ v⃨i⃨r⃨g⃨i⃨n⃨ s⃨i⃨n⃨n⃨e⃨r⃨ i⃨s⃨ a⃨s⃨t⃨r⃨a⃨y⃨, w⃨a⃨l⃨k⃨i⃨n⃨g⃨ w⃨i⃨t⃨h⃨ a⃨ d⃨a⃨s⃨h⃨i⃨n⃨g⃨ d⃨a⃨r⃨e⃨
W⃨h⃨i⃨l⃨e⃨ m⃨y⃨ e⃨y⃨e⃨s⃨ a⃨r⃨e⃨ f⃨o⃨c⃨u⃨s⃨e⃨d⃨, t⃨h⃨e⃨ u⃨n⃨b⃨e⃨a⃨t⃨a⃨b⃨l⃨e⃨ f⃨a⃨i⃨t⃨h⃨ i⃨n⃨ m⃨e⃨
S⃨h⃨u⃨t⃨t⃨e⃨r⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ i⃨n⃨c⃨l⃨i⃨n⃨e⃨ w⃨i⃨t⃨h⃨i⃨n⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ r⃨e⃨m⃨e⃨d⃨y⃨, c⃨a⃨t⃨c⃨h⃨ d⃨o⃨w⃨n⃨ h⃨e⃨r⃨e⃨ c⃨o⃨m⃨e⃨s⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨r⃨ e⃨s⃨c⃨a⃨p⃨e⃨
S⃨t⃨r⃨i⃨p⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨r⃨ t⃨h⃨o⃨u⃨g⃨h⃨t⃨s⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ d⃨i⃨v⃨e⃨ i⃨n⃨t⃨o⃨ r⃨e⃨a⃨l⃨i⃨t⃨y⃨, h⃨a⃨v⃨e⃨ a⃨ p⃨i⃨e⃨c⃨e⃨ o⃨f⃨ f⃨l⃨e⃨s⃨h⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ s⃨w⃨a⃨l⃨l⃨o⃨w⃨ t⃨o⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ p⃨r⃨i⃨d⃨e⃨ o⃨f⃨ d⃨i⃨v⃨e⃨r⃨s⃨i⃨o⃨n⃨
D⃨e⃨c⃨l⃨i⃨n⃨e⃨ i⃨n⃨t⃨i⃨m⃨a⃨c⃨y⃨ a⃨s⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨ w⃨a⃨y⃨ f⃨o⃨r⃨ a⃨ q⃨u⃨a⃨r⃨t⃨e⃨r⃨ m⃨i⃨l⃨a⃨g⃨e⃨
W⃨a⃨l⃨k⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ t⃨a⃨l⃨e⃨s⃨ o⃨f⃨ n⃨o⃨ r⃨e⃨v⃨e⃨r⃨s⃨e⃨ i⃨n⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ m⃨i⃨d⃨ o⃨f⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ d⃨i⃨t⃨c⃨h⃨, s⃨w⃨o⃨r⃨d⃨ o⃨u⃨t⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ b⃨l⃨a⃨z⃨e⃨ f⃨o⃨r⃨t⃨h⃨.

To there
I want to be back
To be scorched by the sun so I can breathe heavily and thank God for the free air
I walk in the sand and kick it off like shading my problems

As the dust raises so my joy
The much the sad is, the more hope we have to get well in life
Barefoot to it’s hotness for nothing is permanent
Sinking into the heat and the sweating freshness of the salty sugar, if I must go it must be another memory to be boiled alive and yet love it
To hide in the stand of one heap over the other the ups and downs
And survive like the cactus the heart in me God made

Today gives you freedom, it brings you hope it sets the pace that tomorrow is a better  day.

https://twitter.com/thomasbron_m/status/1278037720498089984?s=21

#herdsmanofprogress

Fly thee not away
The wind may carry you far thee from my reach
See I am color I can’t see the yellow on your brown skin
Or blind me the scent is rather louder to my reach
I see my self becoming a soldier to guard the palace of the royal beauty
For you deserve to be Mines model to shine over the darkness in the mines for easy see of gold

The heart of winner starts from discovery, the adventure right from eyes to a growing mindset
Clearly a vision grows and your soul inherits a spirit of a go getter
If only we learn to turn pages of life than life will make making in each second lived
We all live as victims of circumstances but rather Gods spirit to inherit greatness roams among us, so then to be free and open to challenge discovery knocks by thy door, it’s not to come in rather you to go out find it
Find yourself, find purpose
#herdsmanofprogress

There will be no valentine
I am not willing to die for our love
for if i go, who will stay with you

I know you fear cold nights
I wont go to watch you freeze
The vultures too are watching
from our dinner table
waiting for me to drop you
And so for our choice
Let valentines be today not tomorrow
Let it be now and forever
Tomorrow next is far to show you
Ready to nest you in my kraal

I am painted with your favorite color
and dressed like Santa
Let Christmas be today and Valentine now
We are limitless Grace bound us

Afar within
I spread my legs
Right high the walls with a low chest amidst the twists of the corner
Catching the breathe of careless whispers

I am on heights of finding myself in the depth of sinking beneath what I ought to become
Starring at edge of darkness blinking for a sight of light

So I sweat the dirt of my hustle
Coughing and choking on my dreams
Holding to my heads-up of what needs not to done

World aint looking for ***** donors
It needs men who are pillars
Fathers, dads and husbands.
The real ones to create a future
to plan a safe, secure and bright.
Not only multiply and fail to care
Not to fill a generation with anger and curses
Not to veil mothers with the sorrow of solo responsibilty and burdens
To give children a hope and love of a family.
#herdsmanofprogress

Mama told me you a blue moon
I was only used to the white one
I succumbed to failure
When I listened to what others thought of me
I am not a warrior, I am exceptional says his Grace
But the stubbornness of my head doubts his ways
When I grow up I want be like them
Them that bare fear as a weapon to see greater things
Them that dive into every closed door and find opportunity
Them that surround themselves with competence and dine on positivity
Those that find the tunnel end as a new way to progress.

Then my mama said you failed me
For tears then flowed past my checks as I felt sorry for victimizing my love
No I didn't seat back
I am far away from giving up at this time no more tears
I am composed and straight with my back bag of blessings, see how I knock through walls to find my future
My mama told me it awaits for me on the other side
Shame to those that sham my efforts for they can't stand a quarter of what my strive    aims at
Past the rivers of hard work, I am in the ocean of progress
If you loose my catch not even a plane can find me
I am a miracle seated on the finest blessing
Exploding with breakthrough to meet destiny
#herdsmanofprogress

To burn to flames and light the paths of many
To lift the veil of the broken hearts as they find love
To lay across rivers and become a bridge to people’s destination
To master minds and balance the scale of society
To dine with destitute and the poor for they know have a color of humility
To swerve through weariness and top the world’s greatest
To ray the best of me for many to better my best
To be a sky for all to aim at
#herdsmanofprogress

Back yard
In there are stories I have written of how my past had eaten me up
And in there holds the direction of the calm words of hope to lead me to the future

I am a herdsmanofprogress
I learn from yesterday as I do today
In my backyard is a garden of books to expound my knowledge

The great I am to be is greater than the best they have seen yet

I am counting on my self the much I trust God. Written in my scars is the success I seek.
I bow never to give up of making me a desired destination and dream for others

Stand warned I am not made for less, in me is the spark that breaks fear and redundant mess. I unscrew your foes for great fullness no calamity stands my pen running against paper

See from afar what you can afford
no price is greater than giving it a try
Take heart with a bold move
move not enough if you don’t pursue persistently.

There is gold in the deep of mud
A billion of alternatives for a better you
You are not an option, you are exceptional
you're a dream someone is looking for
a height to be hiked.

Look, focus in the wild
as destiny drives you closer to goals you will extinguish inabilities
lay a wreath to your worries, light a candle for glory
Choose you, before you’re chosen  as a living option in opinion.

Your dreams are someone’s past life
Your past life is someone current life
Your life now is both a past and a dream
We all on the boat seated at different edges
Some reach first， others later, others drop off

The goal is to get there whatever the circumstances
to drop is to loose, but patience is the happiness your tomorrow brings you
Yet to forget is punish one self for we ought to live today in hope and fullness for the future could be today already

I know I love it
Though I can’t have it all
It’s yours to hold mine to see
Cling on if you can’t climb over

Can’t feel it or so
But your eyes gave it to me
I sub rent it in my mind with no rights to it
And I dream to per-sue it over walls to trample

I ain’t a victor if I ain’t got this
Neither am I a loser if it fails me
If only it was mutual,
Birds would nurse a horse and I would fly to ride
Walls beneath the touch hearts above the feel

It spreads like wild fire 🔥, hidden but upfront, it gazes for innocence amidst turmoil,  it knows how deep it hides fortunately in capture, it’s presence is known even in silence, it’s not in a secret  - it’s in keeping peace ✌🏻 not wins but growth

Before you get time to compete, have time to better yourself
#herdsmanofprogress

𝙸𝚝𝚜 Only 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝
𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛
𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛

#𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚏𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜

The sun is up and so is she
She has glazed and it has shone
Must she smile to break the curse of the day
Her fairly twinkle eyes drown my understanding
She is the favorite air to breathe
The peace in her flows speaks
No wonder I wonder
The crime to know you is forever love

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

Worry is in me, it cried - as the knife closer
I beg to be spared, alas a volume of untamed voice Reechoed you can only live once
What then do cats with nine do! The departed syndromes
Who goes there, the juicy head on lays slain
accompany me to the sauce the weary puppet called out. I bring no trouble no hate, I am only a lost heart amidst session
It fumed with furry and no hesitation for if you don't hold up they hold you down
#herdsmanofprogress