Once I was a bar man
who sold porridge
Money was the goal as skill drove in
The drink I sold I had no idea of making
Though my efforts as a tender gave taste to the drinkers

One for the road on the hot sip
Only the stomach testified to the burning
But who sells porridge in a whine glass
A places a straw right there
Yes I did

Test me once to serve you
Trust your buds to hold it up
See you lips running to the glass as your hands shake
Sweet in the mouth with a cling of bitterness
Say no more give me more

Hey mom
It’s very different here without you
It’s difficult when you’re not here
I have everything besides you
Fake people, and money surround us but your words still sink in my heart

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

Daughter of Son of the most high
As i remember you today, i celebrate you too.
I cant boast to know you much but content with the little measures persued.
See God is beautiful thats why you are too, i can imagine a life without you without i cant imagine tho, for God made you for so much purpose surpassing your wisdom and making.
I celebrate you today with a prayer of Gods favor upon you, and waiting upon the worrior in you that makes life meaningful to many souls out there.
May this your new age bring you Grace exceedingly abundantly,  over and above and to the rise of the sun may you progress as to the fall of the sun may your worries melt away.
may your heart continue to long for mine the much that they are close
may tomorrow be a memory of us to the world of Gods existence and Love

When i am sober i think of love and affection
I want to marry
And make us new rules to love moon and back beyond the stars
Apples for cherries, kisses for hugs and wine over glassee
Drowning in you every minute every bit

But then i toss a bottle
I remember what love did to me
So i strike and run
Break the rules of love, wine in a cup and day walks
The marry idea over music sips, the aroma of food to **** any desire arising

She looks like a little Angel with a heart of a *****
Her smile thou finest but her teeth biteth
To her you seek refuge in her you can never unwrap
Her eyes speaketh to you in her voyage with her man
Is it you she finds or her man

Whooping her *** to chair up and high like a leaf swinging for air
She licks her finger to the sunset of your eyebrows
Her nose breathes like a lamentation of song bird
She is a whole book in a chapter of your life
Are you tamed to her or her man to impress

One leg high the hip with crossed hands over the shoulder
A hug she seeks over the innocence of danger
Her actions burn naivety and cause men to be sorcerers
A decade of thoughts on her in a second of rush for what you can’t catch
Are you lame to run or blindly watch

Forgive me father for I have sinned
Like I did yesterday and have I done today
My weakness have brought me to you
In you mercy I kneel for pardon
Not worthy of nothing but begging for mercy

My spirits logs for you
Thee feet mislead me time and again
My heart to is a liar as it sugar coats pain and I fall again
Rise in me again father
For your holiness I log for as tire in this end of unknown voyage
Keep me to you than my enemies knowest of my moves

From mud I am
So ***** your creation I stand
Rather cleansed in the blood of the lamb
Forget me not my cries are to you alone

I wished to have you a thousand of the millions of time
Like a day dreamer you being my one and only
Scared to be your lover if loves fails I could not without your portion
The abssesion alive a future sorted

Remind me of yesterday the smiles we had still ring like bells of a cathedral
Stain me with your affiliation am sick of lullabies
And when we see no tomorrow yesterday was ours
And if then it matters our friendship is thinker than love they saw, tears intercepted and tales of storming mistletoe

An idea i never had
A thought out of my mind
Facts out of my case.

Soon i was set to stummer
Flip flapping my lips
on a verge of a slipping heart
falling for unranged beauty
A curse for my forever unportioned heart

I am now owned by a living
without debate and contemplation
I am gone with her.

Each time i run away
She is my destination
I am in a maze of love

I see how comfortably you sit with the curved body
I wish I could say something to you but rejection buzzes in my ears
The chair is so lucky to hold on to soft back seaters
The way you look makes your enemies blush away for you have toppled my thoughts to side with you alone
I feel entitled to say a word to you for I can’t see such beauty smashed in my face at an away cost.
How could you stand ****! you amaze us the beneficiaries of eye feeders, and here us carelessly chanting with claps.

Hello and hi for tomorrow
I couldn’t say much since I am boiling
Don’t say a thing for I read your lips and you are in for what I am not
Take me back to not meeting you
The feverish drums hold me captive

Go in peace, leave me in my pieces

When it rains I become a fugitive
I remember the sense love made
As the cold strikes through my bones
My hairs stand and my veins shine out
My blood boils and I think of her

When it rains
My thoughts climb over me with sensations
A reminder to find a lover
It's like a spell of love over desire
As I am on the wall dressed with discount to whom shall I run for my blood to warm

The descence of mind yawns for cling and match, rather my mind ignores my temporary intentions
But when it rains not, I am normal and thoughtless
Covered in a champions garment until it rains and wither in shiver, bite my teeth and long for sheets of embrace

I was slapped by earth to have your beauty in my possession

You love to laugh and I live to love you. Isn’t it easy to love you. Yes it is not

Fairly lady my foot
In you I invest time more than money.
I get drunk to have you satisfied head to toe, do you not see my hustle
The pain of my hard work is written on the wrinkles over my face
I smile not in public for the scars of you dents would awaken my hurt

Are you not happy to be such a beauty yet an open hearted beast
As my hands labor to find your face frowns to insufficiency
So I move towards your desires and you walk away from my giveth hand

Can’t you have enough to rest rather to hold to keep and smell of satisfaction
Phew my head thinks out for you off to burst
A burst not to for worry to loose you and so what shall I keep
The scrolls, the thirst of making putting you to a throne while I toil in thorns

Go on princess, die I sat on a dungeon with my blood flowing in your Pursuance  can’t I have less of the more I made or loose all to the cry of my smile
Let thy sword pierce me deeper for your joy as you make merry to be crowned
For a time in some tomorrow shall mop my tears and sip of it glorious wonder to shaping a better world in you

𝖬𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾
(#𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗈𝖿𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗀𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌)

Never sleep late it may be early
Never wake up early could be too soon
Eat in fear you may choke
Drink fast slow slows the enzymes may **** digestion
Walk like your running the mind may learn of the big dreams you're to achieve
Speak big and high so the small voice in you can die out

Your dreams are waiting for you on the other side of hustle.

Come pick thy left pieces
For my brain still counts memories
Go behind my eyes
For thy shadow shines like flash light
Fetch my hanging appetite
The ulcers are feeding on your aroma
A glassful of your lip twists
For my thirst dines on flu
Take the slopping path
My heart waited longer than patience
Can i envy your smile
Its seen by many not me alone
I wish to color your dreams
With a range of roasted apples
If you tasted like wine
You could be the chained bottle to my wrist

My biggest desire was to grow
More in looks, in money and brain
To have lots of assets and live a happy decorated life

It goes beyond being smarter in brain
Looking executive or owning resources

It’s the price so high without a tag, a safe journey too and fro
A float of ideas with free will

Now that age is not a determinant
Neither the achievements at hand
I have learned enough and still learning to have all is not the target 🎯

To have peace of mind is all

Letting God make space in you and fill it with grace to over shine all inequalities, fears and inabilities

Though all matters, being free in mind gives a breather and defines hope of every dream in you and chances of bridging to impossibilities
And so if you are chanced to be let out of your prison, gladly rise over it and make merry to fruits you’re yet to bare

I know you used to care
And so you used to love
But the waves of the world
Chained all your hopes.

It cannot be the same
It can be much better
Let the tears flow to the dawn
The sun will come with joy.

Am right behind you in the wind
Holding up your cheek
Tell me how much you are terrified
For I can see you leaping,
You may never make it the same way
You can make a change to count.

To count the sounds of heart vibrations
To cause your lips to litter fresh words of compassion
To sail your skin to touches of nature
#herdsmanofprogress

Not everyone who says Lord Lord will enter into heaven, same way
Not everyone who says my friend is your friend indeed.  
#herdsmanofprogress

I was a man before turned to a beast to protect you
The glum turned to blushes soaking my fear for your beauty
They closed temples of worship for your beauty was out shining
Where is my faith for my vulnerability in you
I am built in pieces you as my masterpiece
Never can I be lonely for your love finds me always
You have raised a monster to love you
A lion to watch of you
A man hold to contest for your life
To your before and after I will be

The heart of a man
living at the height of struggle
Reaching out to better other souls
They don’t like you for reason
They like you for seasons.

Appended knee on smiles
We live to serve purpose
Only to the value of beholder

Enkindle with hope
Mwanadamu
This ain’t your world
Another place awaits after this world

#herdsmanofprogress

They that went
Slain by death
All created wait for their day to fall
Returning to dust, Gods own making
For in life there is death as every beginning has an end

Like the tree bears leaves without knowledge starts to loose its leaves
So are our numbered days to shine on earth

No one wants to return to the maker, the struggle hits different
Before succumbing to Gods call we leap for air
To sip on the breathe for another moment
For when the day is due neither tear nor joy can't stop the chariot that comes to pick you

The ones you love go before you just to remind you of your journey
And as you are loved to many that you too will leave

A clap of the living
The silence of the dead

My people dead
Down the grave they lay
Awimawee.... Down the ground
Beautiful, short and tall alike. Clothed or naked no more

Am I to miss you on top of the prayers I may
Or do I cry and make tantrums over memories

But if we must die,we die dead not alive
Dead in body not dead in mind of the living
Not dead in moral and inhumanity
Dead in I forgiveness and buried hopeless
Dressed in witches yet sit at the high table in the church of the Lord
My people dead
They want me dead too, to which I strive to live
Their body live though gone sooner than grave' call

They are pleased with us for we have won. And the story they know is a one paged letter over a theory of a hustler

What they see has captured them. Gossiping over drops of goals and blind to the liters of fortune

But we won right from ages. The toddlers that cried and drunk their pain to smile

The battles we have fought only the scars can tell. Each carry’s a book of tales in a soak of sweetened vinegar

Now the glow on my face gives them goose bumps

It wasn’t an overnight battle

My blood boils for success I haven’t touched yet many admire the grip of what’s at hand

I am a lame ***** with a straight mind, wrinkled wrists with a focused look

Ahem to like less for I am made of a future tamed by my bloodline of hustle, it’s so deep to be estimated so lucky to fail

Burry thy dynamite, the world blew me up at a young age. So no blasts tease my stand to win

I am made of more, much more that many in the a lot

I was thrown to the dogs eaten with no return
A sinner like none ever liked

Me holding a crown of tumblers and foulers
Al, eyes on me the assist gods judging me
To them their faulty eyes posses blindness

Abandoned, isolated with a license of confidence and grace of triumph
Take me by the leg for my hands are cuffed
All looks in vain and aside
Forget not my mind is free and so is my future

For we want and so we loose
The world running so fast yet we are just walking
The dreams up the sky the deeds below the land
A hopeless life

High in education with out weighed skills
The knowledge from school is blown with the bar shisha mindless with handcuffs off opportunities

A chance to grow a price to pay
No excuse but a dance to stagnancy
And you live in a choice full prison
A captured rat in its own hole
A gardener served with yields from his own field
We have failed , a failure saddened by fear and comfort
Till we tilt the window and wipe off the fog
Million doors are out open

I woke up dead
In the midst of breathing
Walked past the morning dived into scorching of the day
Blind with folds dressed with humor

The man the day is was so bold dressed in a skirt with a stripped tie
The boots so huge that I lost a month in an hour
Feels like a wasted future in a breathe of a minute
Am I to give up
What a deep sigh
Ugly as a dream a true reality

The day it was
I kissed the frog
So bitter and so poisoned
Hours rolling slower than a snail
The day failing to pass and misery toppling over my hope
The day ***** me and I fell into comma
Yes there is tomorrow but today I am dumbed and pregnant with sorry

If it must change
And yes it will
But the damage immense
The cry won't help, the sun will rise and then I will kiss a brighter day

It’s not the smell of love that she hugs him no that of his fragrances, it’s the pain of her fears to hustle and make living

No love is on for him to carry just that he is the available option to lay a shoulder on

Nay she likes not her vibes only that he can afford the taste of his meals and drop a few coins to keep her pocket beeping

She ain’t your type not in vain but fact full you failed to weigh your options and feel the much your opinion matters of time tells, and then the time tells you how wasteful you’ve been over years

And if she found a better slice of options not even your shadow can surface in her presence

And thus we labor to please what is to be our scar

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

Staring at the darkness to this the blurred future
Thy hope falls fainted with a floss in a break of breathe
It can’t come no further the much it came
Thus no much to save over what exists not

Acapulco of worries in laments of fear
I can’t find thee that I seek nor get far from owning the lost

Show me the switch to brightness
The shadow lights stronger than the stars
The calm in me hangs for treason with bitter explosions of if nots
Stare into me with a tickle of fresh breathe a little sparkle to charge me over the darkness

𝗧𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄𝘁𝗵, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲.
#𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗱𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗳𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀

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 burning all my efforts to ashes

to let the dust write inspiration to the walls of worn out souls
#herdsmanofprogress

We shall’t neither shall we
Nor bow to the in tender cause of affliction
Nay side with you amidst a kowtow
We shall only watch but not see
Hear but not listen
Smile but not laugh
So we shall not nor note a knot of naughts

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 saw the pain coming
As i was ready to feel it
For love had to be tried before all hope is lost

It almost felt real
And true i felt the goose bumps
I went right deep where i knew i could loose by brain to her
She had great reception even when she didnt have me for her wishes

Down her heart i swarm for it was an ocean to me as an Island
I went marathons for simple steps walked by her
I panted in hustle to cravings i could save for a lifetime
I stretched out buzzled to make her smile the price of the scars at my back

I am a hero for trying out my dreams
I am so lucky i tried and lived in the moment
I shall hurt joyfully
For what wasnt meant for me got a better piece of me

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

How was rain made
Something that falls free from the sky
Carrying weight when dropping yet fast and sweat
The liquid that runs through air
Gathering water by formation of drops

The drops from the clouds
The fear neither lightening nor thunder
Strives with anger and splashes into disappearance
The food to the soil quenching thirst of the plants
Leaves the sky dry and makes the land wet

We hunger over it when it shines and cry when it floods
It's always wet when it arrives making the surrounding dark and cold yet its absentia drips shinning with massive light
Could he be the king of darkness
As he makes day turn to night in a blink of an eye
Rain is a mother as it quickens growth of things it comes to touch with

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/

The success I so waited for
The years and ages over
Now I am close and there
I won’t let the past cling to my future
God watching me in support
Catch your dreams my boy and make testimony of me
Let the world assemble behind you champion
I am yet to be the million of places and bear infinity of blessings worth never stolen but multiple over multitudes

Now I am suffocated with luck the Grace of my Lord to which I am pregnant yet to share babies of luck to all the living
Let my past be testimony that tomorrow has come and so let you jubilate over what is to come for it’s to overflow and fill all corners

When I had to walk your path, I was a ransom of kindness seated 🪑 on a throne of thorns.
I am not a savior but a survivor .
The cumbersomeness of the voyage although I can’t commence de novo.
The spirit awaits on the other-side the crossed bridges 🌉.
I lament about life, I am a great seed to any country man.
An Archaic many strive for, the fortune 🔮 in hoard.
#herdsmanofprogress

In my dream I visit her everyday
She is the closest to my heart than in reality
She is my all as I am nothing to her
For I throw a tear for her once but she chuckles over my laments for her

Should I wait soon for her mind to change or have a mind change to have another
Hey tomorrow is Hope coming my way or least I go hunt for new luck

My heart is slain with a focused mind
I can never have it all though I have myself

The night shutters the day and closes out the light
The tire in us deems and as we as the weary day brings forth the night dream

To dream better is to forget the days hustle and thank God for a gone day with hope of a brighter tomorrow

And so then the sense of life is in every tomorrow of the yesterday we shared today
May you dream not in worry rather glaze of stars

Dear Lord
I give you my hope and hopelessness
Turn my worries into a-joyous melody so I can dance away my pain and illusions
Pick me from my falls back to glorious walks of breathe amidst me in your band of praise
Teach me how to win with your unfailing Grace
Make me a chapter of blessings to everyone who opens a page in my life
Be my need away from all my wants
Make me float within your blessings eternity
Soak me in your precious blood so I may smell olives of your victorious resurrection
Abide in me and I in you
@herdsmanofprogress

Pray to find someone who actually cares beyond the How are you.
The deeper understanding that gives life to if you matter and the actually everything will be ok.
Realization falls when ones bother seems lifeless like a leaf on the ground, nonetheless when you cant tame your catch
Words come to ears, actions speak in depth.
#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

The natural habits say I love you
But here I am that  can’t afford the word
It’s high like the chief priests in the days of the synagogue
What can I have than less of tantrums of thy forbidden nature

Can a man not love no more - the preconditions let I never settle, thy heart roams

I have groomed my heart for the worst to be on the left when things are right
To laugh when I have to cry
So see me run for I am the beast love made

I like mayhems and taste of roaming in the gazette of me striding through what failed me
The once beaten twice shy worked not on me
the buster in me fled the castle of thinkers and soon reunited my ambitions to tip dance over what I hold as dreams
I am not a fighter but I scavenge anything in line of my progress worse than a Vulture on a hyena. Breathe in, you can’t take me on - loose the grip the world wickedness roams
#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.