I see myself counting the days
Although i dont know when ill return
These endless days turn into endless nights
Sunsets, sunrise
Soil stains and receeds in the cracks of my palm
Sunkissed cheeks,
Cigar burning my chapped lips
I came here by choice
I came here by chance
No one to catch me as I stumble
As I struggle to catch a grip
No one to carry the weight...
But my bones

Dehydrated veins
Compromised soul
A determination to conquor
Not the land but the person within

Im no hopeless wanderer
Just a lonesome forester

The way tarnish defines weathered copper
we see men defined my media.
Rise up power! Take hold indulgence!
Succeed, conquor and win all you can.

Gone are the days of hearing ones soul
rooting ourselves to another to remind us
that we are not transcendent.
Tomorrow is never promised.

Investment refers to stocks and bonds,
no longer to each other.
They rise and fall like the sea- impermanent
like ourselves. We long for cohesion.

We toss ourselves to and fro,
choosing to weather the raging ocean rather than
moor ourselves in the cove of friendship
and take a chance on what's real.

Now are the days of showmanship.
More than you, less than him--- besting when we can.
Gone are the days of foundations
you can really stand on.

Rise up you days of sand.

Um spoiled for choice
As i look at all these beautiful african girls
I like  i like oMampofu
So. Filled with life
They sparkle with untired enthusiasm
Waiting to explore. To kno more, knowledge seekers
Leaning on life's edges....they excite me
But then i really do fear the power
oMaSibanda , abangehlulwa thambo strong women
They stand tall to life's demons
Ever open claws defending her family
I bite my lips as i ponder over
OmaKhumalo.,, the royal blood of amandebele
Enadla umuntu limyenga ngendaba
Uphelele lomfazi as she walks kudikiza umhlaba
Their skin so smooth dreams glide through it
And they know it
so they leave trails of pride when they pass by

I am spoiled of choice
Really the african girls are beautiful
I sometimes lose myself in the fine tuned voices
Of oMaNcube
OMpangazitha   bluberring sweet nothings
With a thousand stars held in her eyes
She suprises me sometimes
how she paints dark hours
Into abstract art with no care at all
Bending the rules to capture a smile

OmaMoyo power in speech
Their tongue builds a nation
For Her lips even with such authority stills spill lustful imaginations
Um spoilt for choice
Africa is beautiful such beautiful daisies
The humble sweet Mandlovu, ogatsheni, ontaba engabhodwa ngale kwayo
Big heart and such understanding
Silently holding up cries within
Soundproofing the screams of pain
With a smile that melts my soul
And oooh
OMaNyathi with natural yellow skin
Light beings colouring our dark covers
Uyapenda isizwe,
Obuhle obungakhuzeki
Confidently Conqouring man's heart
Um spoiled for choice
These sons of africa have made pillars of daughters
Each tribe holds omama, oauntie, ogogo, odadewethu,
Black African ladies
Forged in the wilds of africa
Taught to respect and love
I crown all african ladies
With fresh picked daises of my appreciation
For you..... You ladies of Africa you are
Queens
Cause of every imperfection
With every stumble,
Every struggle
You dont let trouble cling on
You walk on
high in your red stiletos
Tight brown pumps,
Black polished sandals
And dust off yesterday's thoughts
Cause u kno today is another day
Another chance to conquor
But if you dnt today u still wake up ivin. More equiped
Cause u an African woman

I am spoiled for choice my heart
Can not decide
My heart can not decide..

Sing that song
Innocant man
Who can you blame
Your life you live
Through the beats and sounds
Of someone elses guitar
Traveled over this place
In search of your hell
The concourse of Maine
To the fields of Ireland
And the streets of bangor
Have just led you to Spain

So please young soul
Sing that song
Ignorant young man
Who can you blame
Your life you live
Through the beats and sounds
Of someone else guitar
Believe you me
I understand
How the rhymes
Can conquor your soul
Let the words corse through your veins
Majestic waves
Swallow your body
Only to be released
And now you are free

Anguish is me. Suffering is my blood. Pain is my heart. Despair is my brain. Numb is my touch. Gone is my soul. All I see is meaningless. All I know is nothing. My thoughts are like clouds showering acid, filling the growing rivers of depression. Sprouting more and more trees of anxiety. Sending bile snowballs cascading down mountains of doubt. Confusion festering, enough to black out the sun of belief. Traumatic obsession blinding my reason. Uncertainty fueling my unrealistically present pulse. The Reaper is hiding just out sight. A carrior-eater perched upon my brow. Grief and misery controlling my destiny. No distraction will conquor this day. Nor the days to come. I will function - but only enough to exist. My purpose is naught. My intentions selfish. Empathy was not made for me. I am in a world with no one else, yet they can see me. This world is quiet. This world is somber and yet more inviting. I've shattered the looking glass.

So don't come looking.

I just got way too faded
Thinking about the times we used to have
You would always ask me to get high
And I would say no
I didn't need smoke to feel like I could conquor the world
I had you
But since you left
It's my only escape
From any bit of reality
That you're actually gone
But the way you left me is alright
Theres always someone better
I just don't understand how you could leave
When you already had the best

It's now 8:07 AM and I've written a poem about you.

Its actually here
wipe the sleep from my eyes
Time to get outta bed
start this busy day of demise
Got lots to do
and so much to say
And its got to be done
by the end of the day

Im skipping the shower
ill just brush my hair
Im not sure that it matters
just as long as im there
Where am I goin?
Im not sure that I know
And time is to short
to just go with the flow

No need for goodbyes
its ending for all
That rules out the visit
or the dreadful phone call
With all that outta the way
it leaves my day open wide
But time ticks away
as I stop to decide

Reality hits me
so I jump to my feet
What the hell am I doin?
I got a bucket list to complete
I jump in my car
and get on my way
To fit all I can
into this day

Hours fly by
im having a blast
My soul is so free
ive left all pain in the past
I do this & that
I go here & there
I complete every mission
and I conquor all fear

Happy & fulfilled
alone in my car
Ive got people to meet
and the drives not that far
So I stop & pull over
Ive got a second to spare
Thats one thing you realize
when the end is near
If i had to do it over
is there any regret
What memories should come with me
and which should I forget

With all my thoughts sorted
no more time to spear
Im free as a bird
without a worry or care
Im excited to meet
all the people I love
For our journey to start
to our new home above
We all hold hands together
at the end of the night
This takes away all fear
as we walk into the light