Karma was child from a humble family whose dream had a spoonful of wishes. She never thought of a hen sitting on her plate for lunch until her body shaped to capture the focus of the community.
Her and hard work were inseparable, and motivation sparked from her deeds. This was short lived by blindfolds of moments.  She then landed in a ditch of blessings which surpassed her baring as paper made solutions to all her faults and soonest laziness took her for a companion.
Yes, she had completely forgotten her path neither could she trace her background, for looks bought her a ticket to a lifestyle and rather failed to resist becoming stingy.
She learnt not the meaning of love for it carried no sense, and the she needed not to learn of true love, oh how could she for to her it was a monster that stole opportunities.
The caterpillar she was grew into a butterfly one seen by many and so touched by those whose hands could afford the beautiful colours of its petals. Souls fell apart over the turned beauty of the wings that went toxic. The meal that went bad before the harvest of a promised yield.
The love to taste of the night shinning sun evolved many to empty pockets and others to bundles of regret to disease and misfortune. It wasn’t her making nor desire, it was the glory of Gods carvings that alerted those near and far to come eco and share of visibility of a living being stationed as nature.
This beauty scorched mens eyes day in and day out as she melted souls and flowers faded in the sun. she glowed on gentle pockets, never invested any seeds for a tomorrow. Time wasn’t her ally, it brought a change in season as the clouds ushered in rain sprouted new and better yields that out competed the market of the former.
Clouds shrinked and a dark tomorrow was born, the wine tasted more bitter than old wine in a new bottle. Then the veterans got and adopted new medals at the cost of the old fades of the butterfly contests.
What was left was a story tale with a bunch of little and innocent ferries whose direction was unfolded but hope set from a single ray through the thickest forest.

Thomas Bron Mukama
#herdsmanofprogress

Life is beautiful when you make it , its colored by many congratulations and gives you a chest high

You have to make it at all costs, over the hills and valleys your flag must be at the top.
Dont wait for success to come to you, go for it.
First you learn then you will win and life will be beautiful as you smile over your scars.
#herdsmanofprogress ~ TBM

But when she wears the white gown all will stand in awww
And as down she will trek an embrace in her will shine
For the Emblem of loyalty she is
Nothing will matter not her worries just her beautiful heart  and spark of closeness to merge her victory to her lover
For all has grown before her now she will blossom her man
He will lik fingers to her food and carry joy from her womb
So she waited this long the payment of pain and time has reversed to glory
Crown mother and queen to the forever thrown
#herdsmanofprogress

She is fine and heaven is jealous
Earth clamped my toes each time I bent my heart to hers
So am a stranger of my thoughts
Sick of beauty that I lack
The light off her smile shrieked the night moon
The ambiguity of the  iota in her heart made me heist for heed
I am the suspect and culprit
I stand a beggar of fortune to the unfounded brand of all times

#herdsmanofprogress

Login; ahem a moment constitutes a memory!.
The smiles you get when one ear whispers to another,  the thirst of carelessness as emotions deprive your vision, the love of hellos in fear of goodbyes, the sorrowful toast of courage that glitters, the uneven sights of glimpse of what thoughts denies reality, the caravan mind you carry to a destination only known to the future, the hiccups of unsound tunnels- a road trip mountain lanes. #herdsmanofprogress

Tell me what color emotions look like,
oh tell me the the taste of sound.
Tell me what idea smells like and
fore tell me  if the wind will shine my laughter #herdsmanofprogress

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗
𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 '𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚎' 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛.
𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢, c⃨𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜

𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗂 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.
. .   . 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾.....
𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍
𝚂𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚒 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜
𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍
𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚒 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙
𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚒 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜
𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚊 "𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙" 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚒 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛
𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝗍𝗈𝗈
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝖽.........

𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝗂 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙶𝚘𝚍
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖
𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙
𝚈𝚎𝚜 𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗
𝙸 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝗇𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎
𝙸 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝙸𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚞 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚊𝗁. 𝖮𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾.

𝙼𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝗌 𝚝𝚘𝚘.

𝙼𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙
𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗉.
𝖬𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 (#𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗈𝖿𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗀𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌)
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜.

#supportachildbuildthefuture
#herdsmanofprogress
#mystory

Chemutai The Gold Peruth

You have conquered Tokyo and left Japan naked
With just two feet, you went and soon conquered 3000m steeplechase.
Many could have done it but you did it in just 9 nine mins with just 2 feet and a faithful heart beat.

Uganda got proud as your smile of sweat saw the Nations Anthem play in Japan. The battle so hard for 2 years you persisted, right from Tokyo 2020 you stood and Tokyo 2021 you have brought minerals to our country. For what others use blood you decided to sweat for a difference to be made.

If other robbing countrymen could bring in gold, silver and bronze than looting her borrowed resources.........I will come back to them.

It’s true the sun rises from the East, and so you rose with it. May our roads bare your name and those of others heroes Cheptegei and Kiplimo plus Kisa and may your names have the weight of victory beyond the sight of people and the speech of praise to the hearts of appreciation towards your efforts for the better glory of Oh Uganda.

Let the the chemutai generation begin.
#herdsmanofprogress

What will i say to our tomorrow for having failed to show you yesterday.

Lets walk in hand by our future not to promise time with an excuse.

I forgot how i breathed yesterday, since my heart walks in your atmospheric direction.

Can we reach a consensus to have your shadow play with mine or farely  to collect the soil off your sandles of each footstep.

The rain washed away my hopes for your arrival at the junction were the sun burnt your feet to reach me this far, the wind blew you to shiver in fear as i waited at crossroads of the moonlight in the moonless night

#herdsmanofprogress

Dark was the sky
though the moon lit the night,
it wasn't
enough to know stars for the rainbow found me already.
The me I am is the you I am not and that is special.
If I am alive the road ain't the journey,
the footsteps are the
memories
#herdsmanofprogress

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

Give me joy, I didn’t come to suffer.
Yes I tested it’s wrath but Grace found me.
I am chanced with another life to make greatness of me, why the regrets - catch the side of my glitter and smiles.
My ambitions so high like dessert temperatures and my sight so thick like the morning fog.
No room for cautions my pain is buried in hard work so let’s make merry of baking brighter days #herdsmanofprogress

The ignorant share their ignorance
Spreading it out like wild fire
The knowledgable strive in silence
As they are believed to be at the right stand

Who will dress them, who can correct them?
Those that know stay put while uninformed stray the public
Their words are so hot that they attract souls with magnets of deceit

They speak with influence even when they understand not what they speak
Those that know feel entitled and handle share for they are the books of consultation
Mother didnt let us die in straying as she picked a cain to every wrong her child did with the friends
There was so isolation for everyone was a victim of circumstance failing to watch your brothers back.

Now that the clouds are darker who will guide the lame thoughts and pride of the generation that is all knowing or perhaps whats the degree that makes up what is known by many

Now that i can eat from the bowl in person whats the need of my neighbor!
And whats their need when paper money can stand as my brother and witness

Their thoughts are enslaved with anger which may have arisen from the light of facts or from a bullied speech
As they raise their hopes they dull that of others
Their survival is struck from ******* those that surround them. Did you say jungle law. I thought i had you right.

What if i cant cry to mother, will God depart from my fights.

So i live a life of them amdong the living
The souls walk with Grace clothed in terror
Dear the fallen, its not peaceful back here, it was better there i would join you. I remember i know the way but still find comfort in sin.
They do sin for pleasure and sin to get glory
They sin for the sake of the tomorrow which we have have been waiting since creation
Maybe the lame are luck not to walk into sin, maybe the blind since they may wisk away from seeing sin

What if you can remind me to remember i didnt only come for glory over the soul of my maker.
They have judged and this lasts at death but we have lived by the star of Grace. You are not alone.

Thomas Bron Mukama
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My heart of an amateur
Cant different human behavior.

Soon and after dinning with its hunters,
The naked scars with open sight
The looping mind of wishes and aligned hopes.

I clap in resilience to my bleeding
I cant run for i must win
Beyond yesterday, there is tomorrow.

The hiccups of my breathe
The unforgettable blinds
The crosses i bare
Most of which dont fit my size

I am dead but so Alive in Christ
I blend with fear of God to conquer worries
I am a hidden star shinning for those who care
#herdsmanofprogress

The little lady bird afar, the one that breathes with a soft soothing smile
She that carries a golden heart unexplored
I wonder what you would choose to wear
A pink for a shine or blue for the sky
I know your little cries will be trumpets of melodies
My ears are bound to hear even your current absence
I only watch you from dreams.
But that way you stil ******* with happiness
When i tire to slumber; I am awaken
by the fact of handwork that you may
find and dine on a bright tomorrow.
Each day i watch through my window
and i wonder which door you will use to come fulfill my Joy.
We shall chuckle and giggle crawl and leap together, hope as we hop and count to align all the stars.
Don't forget to cry my name - papa for my ears will dance in waves, i will always have my eyes to you to guide and protect thee.
#herdsmanofprogress

The little lady bird afar, the one that breathes with a soft soothing smile
She that carries a golden heart unexplored
I wonder what you would choose to wear
A pink for a shine or blue for the sky
I know your little cries will be trumpets of melodies
My ears are bound to hear even your current absence
I only watch you from dreams.
But that way you stil ******* with happiness
When i tire to slumber; I am awaken
by the fact of handwork that you may
find and dine on a bright tomorrow.
Each day i watch through my window
and i wonder which door you will use to come fulfill my Joy.
We shall chuckle and giggle crawl and leap together, hope as we hop and count to align all the stars.
Don't forget to cry my name - papa for my ears will dance in waves, i will always have my eyes to you to guide and protect thee.
#herdsmanofprogress

Last weekend i visited trouble
Climbed to its cliff and sat by its hairs.
The smells of trouble weren't strong
The sight was unseen too
It was inevitable to cross the bridge
Though tense surrounded my bottom.

When i met her in the city right in the middle
She smiled so sharp that it penetrated my shyness  
I couldn't figure out  what drew my legs closer
I didn't loose the chance of clinging closer
As almost intimate as a hair follicle
She turned back and glared like a model
I was already immersed in her shadow.

I needed myself out of trouble
Knowing she careied a portion of love in her
Her face was shrinked and strict
My ambitions falling to my knees
This didn't dismiss her hind from bouncing
And so i went in hiccups in loss of words.
Wait when i return after a pill
You survived today, tomorrow not
#herdsmanofprogress

My mother taught me how to always smile no matter the storm,
no tear is payment for what you go through.
So then smile and smile more

If you cant control the world dont try stopping it, only live , hope and pray

Day will come and so will night
And when you make it through, the Lord shall provide.
#herdsmanofprogress

She broke but never melted
She refused to cry and shaved away wrinkles of tears
She put a **** smile on a crippled face

Yes oh yes Her crime was to love
No i mean to but not to see
To see not to focus
Eye of deceit and tongue of poison kept her a prisoner

She walked with her chest high
Like her heart was normal yet she had skips in heart beats
So the public applaused her glow
As her pain grew bigger than an ant hill

She said no to drugs no to kissing wounds
And role modelled the hurt
“It was a heart break”
Not broken hearted, rather broken hated

Like a sewing machine, she mended many but failed ro fix a single tissue to her own
She lives hive of honey, with her heart hanging on a bee sting
#herdsmanofprogress

So I tell a tell of a man,
a man am told-  
told a tell -
a tell I can’t as a teller tell the told
#herdsmanofprogress
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4601869/tell/

She was in peace
In love
When he found her

She then sunk in into him
The embrace of the promise he made
She wasn’t driven only crazy she went nuts
Where was the lie to trust him
In hope she lived

Each day a piece of her dropped
From loosing herself to knowing him more
The catastrophe of feelings
The more they hurt her the more she loved
Desperately shining mama Senorita turned infinite faded

The buried dreams and hopes in pleasing the master
Submissive to the what she tamed and feeding on shame
For she failed to cut off the piece for she wasn’t left with any
Scattered pieces she was with a crown of promises
She was drunk in love to illusions and never ending punctures

Can she walk away
The fear of shame of loosing what you lost decades
No doctor has made a a successful attempt to heal her
She is broken beyond repair but her hope is burning like a flame
Destiny I can’t hear you I went blind to finding self and dump to the world
For I pray you find peace faster than the pieces of me lost
#herdsmanofprogress

My heart got sabotage
I knew I loved to least of contemplation
I couldn't ride in reverse as an option
To that I naped for courage of jealuosness. Nonetheless, I was ready to marry a safe future without burying the hatchet of the past.
I started by refraction of oneself
Soon i escalated a default amnesiac stature
Alas the fainting mayhem
Brought forth the due cause of contagiousness
Then to waves of flames, I breeze away
#herdsmanofprogress

I have a Calvary of thoughts
As I fable with words in my mouth
I least not know when to say them
Water me up so I may cool
The journey has one route
Her say is a map to follow

Make I know what I got
A spaceship of joy and torment of absentia
What wonders I live to tell
Of munchies and a taste of long reserved grapes of wine served by a tower of her lips
Such a mountain to climb up in faith such a ***** in ride back in victory

Make I temper you
Sweet sensations of algorithm
The algebra of feelings
The dance of dolphins in a cocktail beauty
A sip of yes to no of yesterday
Power me in slices
I cough sighs of gold and myrrh
Your my winning score, the coin and charm and lux over my chariot
Down the pendulum I slumber captive of my morrow
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Though i abide more in me is fear
Fear to loose my grip on the Lord
That aside fear to be less than better myself
Facing the ultimate wrath of fire
How wrong am I knowing that Love is made in the night since God watches us while it lights
But less he is the same watching us at night

I have a fever that if i dont make it the heavens will be disappointed
Come easy on me i try so much
I bare no room for laziness nor excuses
But truth down said sometimes am weak

My faith and passion are bigger than the future combined
For i have travelled to dreamland millions of time and now appreciate each slice of reality
Come easy on me, where you see me isnot the end
If you know my past then be pretty amazed the rains of fortune shower my tomorrow
#herdsmanofprogress

My heart is on a rampant run far from the catch of what it’s feel sought
Perhaps the glorious feel was a dream bigger than a glimpse of seekers

ven a mi mi querido amor, my crush to her amid my shiver.
Savest her cologne the realest woods thundered in bouquets in bits of taste in fragrances.

Mayhem, in my aluta for her. My spokenlessness amid tenderly desires
Wide affirm she glitters with smiles
Far wide I shrink of worries
What could I have missed if delay my way to find thee fairly lady
Set off my targarine saliva what tastes worse than being a coward tho what sounds best when you stand over the Calvary and her intertwined over you
And so her eyes over her hands she spots on to him to be lucky your lucky guess
Be it me or tales of another the diamond in her forever shines
#herdsmanofprogress

They saw the good in me and plundered my innocence
All run away with a share of a friend only my leaves to dry
They took my kindness for blindness but my cautious stood out
I acted stupid seated on wisdom
And they flame camped on turned a blaze they lighteth their guilt

Who are you
They are the people
To enjoy on your behalf without an attempt to  make you better
Until the bottle is empty the drunkard never stops drinking

They keep coming back, my face keeps the smile as my heart holds the lessons
Karma is sleeping on a rail with an epistle of chuckles for life took him to the streets
Karma put an alarm and only forgot to wake

So then i run a lonely race winning the solo award
One man comes and draws an oversighted victory
With horns they laugh with me but my resilience has no room for hurt
For sweet is the taste of their thorns as my mind made peace with trending pretence
#herdsmanofprogress

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

What we have at hand is a treasure, but we run to catch what we don't have, a mystery.

What we foresee in illusions of gestures undermines reality of our very own reach.

Why have a dream to crawl yet you can walk, from a rain of opportunities to a desert of wishes.
Should Chances override choices?
Let not friction jump you from a pitch to a maze
#herdsmanofprogress

I loved you by your lies
They tasted so sweet that
I couldn't resist your utter
Now that you smocked me in the cold
I can melt you when it shines
#herdsmanofprogress

We are all slaves to something
‘Especially fear’
Fear of being less than we are known for
Loosing people we are attached too, work
Fear of starting all over
That of uncertainties and insecurities
Fear of leaving a great status behind
Mostly the fear of death

But if costs your peace, think it over
Make a marginal steps
You were raised to beat the odds and find you for there is more about you that isn’t yet discovered
And there is always better on the other side of life
Take a leap of faith and hope in God
One step at a time …..there is more to life
#herdsmanofprogress

I have failed and hidden from my failure but never from the shame of getting back on my toes, I have flown with birds but never landed on branches of a tree rather the thorns of vengeance, I have sweated amidst a cold but never tasted blood from my pores, and so I shall live a victor of scars, the scars of my vine hustles thou make the finest wine for the world
#herdsmanofprogress

He returns each day with much pain
A hard day felt and back to rest
She cares less since he left paper

He feels at fault for the way life is
Life not lived at the best
She lives at her best moment at the expense of his pain

His heart feels cold with no shoulder to lean
And soon each return home, a tear drops
The later to him seems colder than today
The man he is has no time to die
Fighting isnot an option, its a way to survive

He is a hunter over and over his fear
How will life be with no sacrifises made
Then the heart asks how much is the worth of each sacrifice
Appreciation grows deeper faith than reckless acts
For if she has no feel for your acts nor know how best to bring you back from your worst of times
The road is narrow for your life
Sink within you heart....is it worth or you could be better off alone
The much in appreciation is bad enough to cause a good change

#herdsmanofprogress

Hi Me

I forget to tell you the other day when we met as I always forget to tell you daily how much the much I may less forget to remember me

I couldn’t have much but stuck to you all journey long. I am flooded with pride and dancing with aces high above  for I am proud of you never ever giving up on me, on you, on us the we the once the formerly birthed the grown and now the aged me

Cheers to smiling to your falls and getting up to cry while walking for there is no time to rest, the endless promise you gave me to betterment the joy of gazetting diners with kings while the past laid us me to the floor lay like a dogy man helpless with life sobbing with sorrow of stinking poverty that caused the burning bush

I was right to crush on me for see how this distance is the closest to us. Oh remind me of the Calvary we have oh herdsman undergone and the hell to resurrection. The burial of disappointment and stir of winning scratching from scratch to diving in deep glory

Give me another cheers for I will never find another like me body and soul. Another look alike to suffer with me to not eternity rather to forge life and make life count. My shyness walks in your shadow as I prey on prayer and dive in blessings. Blessings unseen untold, unmeasured, untouched like a naked weapon slicing my enemies to guilty of I wish, the wishes the witches flew and miserably vanished

Hi me, that cried like a zombie but lived as man. A man of a boy, the little stranger me that met me and taught me to hunt the giant in me so can stand mountains and swim across oceans
The sliding from trials and stagger of jubilation

Hi me that no one knows the story of underneath you have come but sunbath my success for it shines all round. In the corridor of earth, struggle we have crawled, non shall stop our heavenly earth glory from scrap to mansion hearts and star face for it’s the rise of our scars to an art of beauty

I so remind me, dance the night off we won the day the lines between mind is circled with thoughts squared. Hi me getting high on heights of whisky and shaking my bottom to lullabies and singing never bye to me until I meet me again my love me and I your beloved future at the temple of unfounded heroes
#herdsmanofprogress

Speak of thee to me
My mind is guilty of the day thoughts
I am worn out from the runs you make in my heart
Yer sick in emotion attachment to your life

Should I give you my body for you took my soul already
From the watch tower I glaze
Counting my chances to be loved by one like you

I can’t access my heart no more you blocked reach for prison.
The lips I read of you have drained my taste for tears
Where are you hiding those sweet words
I am fasting for your speech to me
I am naked with passion of wanting to find you
The time bomb can’t explode till you and I are the unity in one
#herdsmanofprogress

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

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

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

'''Apocalypse'''
Awakening my soul has been one of the toughest tasks i tried lately.
I slumber in anger and awake to the same -the puzzle so hard to complete, for those with the pieces sit back in comfort of public denial.
I trust her but she aint to blame, for the young boy that became man kept his lies over her dream
Slowly eating her portions of growth, plundering all she saved for her children
The child i am has watched from toddler till of age
His promise is the vain in which my mother shades
He is the producer that hasnt consumed his lies
A good start as a dad and now a step father, with much worry of becoming a home monster
The cowards were tamed by mothers fortune forgetting we all heirs of her throne

Child, if you are there awake me once again
I aint asleep but sobing in tears
Soon licking the wounds of my mothers caretaker
There is no peace as lips face challenge of fear for guntalk
Mother mourns day in and out, siblings are falling victim of his tempting apples
Her beauty has been stripped to bypassers and my own elder brothers do so, the in borns turned to *******.

I tear to you fellow child for your hand in help
Come wash the pain and worry of mother
So tomorrow we can smile again, play alongside mother with joy of the abundance she gives
We are all called, we all chosen
#mymotherland
#herdsmanofprogress

Before the alarm sings to me,
‘Wake up its the day of Love’
My heart already ached
For I smelt the roses scented from your own breathe
Achii the goosebumps as my hair turns feathery

My heads buzzes like the bees search for nectar. Oh what’s sweeter than your voice and gentle as her fingers
Sush if you have not tasted a sip of her lips, sinking your heart to a well of wishes
Oh Mamito I am drowning, can I hold unto your ******* as I strike my chest

The spirit leads me, for she lives in the spirit, the spirit of love
And hers is a body a temple, my dwelling place shall be
Her eyes are a cun for I can see no other
And her life is a journey I too must follow
#herdsmanofprogress

The old days lapsed in respect, parents and elders enjoyed no talk back policy from their juniors before the coming of the 21 Century where youngsters bury your words before they are spoken.

The naked truth is times have changed. Knowledge then was widely acquired by books and experience unlike lately where puberty aged hunters have gadgets worth plots of land and investments.
The Techno-Generation is as fast a virus cutting through ages, people access internet as often they wish and so they get knowledge from a home bench and at a lesser cost.
The trends are sweet to follow as you learn how to plug into which socket of facts or lies to abide with in society.
People these days dont mind jumping into conclusion of a matter they have heard of for the very first time. Nail you and crucify you on a spot. The torns of tongue spat at issues burns down ideas like solid acid. In a twist of a minute a simple wishper from one person will can either tarnish your reputation or give you a climb over the mountain.
There is more nonsense said but once you get backup media bloggers, your cries of shame can be a hangover to somones tears.
https://thomasbron.wordpress.com/2020/07/30/the-opinion-generation/
#herdsmanofprogress

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