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AAF Nov 2013
Tell tomorrow that you'll be there to greet her when she comes.
Hold onto today because you'll never embrace one like this ever again
Share  yesterdays so that those who couldn't be there can
Carry the presentwith you at all times because it's the only gift we can really give
Time is not a thing or a nothing
Time is the evaporation of our perception as it spreads thin throught our conciouncess
Conciouness is our awareness of what we percieve
What we percieve is nothing but light particles bouncing off of other light particles and our own personal translations of what it all means
It means nothing to nobody and something to everybody
Lifes is all about meaning and adding it to wherever you go wherever you can
To live is to add
To be alive is positivity.
Even thought negatives may add up
The base of our existance is grounded in positivity.
You have been aded into life.  And you can add even more if you please
Be wary of what you take
Sometimes things can never be replaced

Don't forget to breath
Bongani G-kay Feb 2021
Either

Opt...2 roads i have a choice...
Option...

Can i raise my voice....
My conciouness...
Talking...

Should i trust him cause am him...

Either...
That's another route....
With different signs...
I need yahh...

As i lose myself.....
In the mist darkness....
Can you hear my words...

These words teach yah....
Cause they are the world..
Scripture...

I ain't a preacher...
But am the last prophet...
I have been here.


Wither

My soul...dry...
Drought change season position...
Like pieces of a draft....

I doubt...the pen in my veins...
It carries alot of secrets pains...
Its the 14 day..
Observing the periods....

******* cycle repeat...
Is this my defeat...
I wither...
Lose all i had dehydrated...
Probably my soul in stilled in society and social media hatred...

Comment... that's my last moment....
Sweat and tears...
My own body
Wither...from decision taken either

-kay🌹
Aka...🕊️-son of lee-dia-🕊️
Either or wither...2topics as a single poem

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