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BLACKENED

It’s only in the land of black, Where I can hold my pen and scribble, Scribble and write And then be prepared to die Die an accident death, Or by that stray bullet meant to kill a running thief Only in the land of black Am I prepared to die, Die for what I write To die for what they believed in For death is just but an owl’s song And with death comes rest But still I write Under the hungered shelters Of cold and endless heat Pain and dead music And bulleted holes in my matchbox home But I write Cautiously, Then listen, Listen for approaching footsteps So I hide my papers Under the torn mattress and sheets I write again Of hard core crimes, Slaved women and kids In a land of white they chose not Of impunity and scandals, I write names in the sand, And scribble reality on my paper I write Of black tears Shed in a black land Seen and ignored   Laughters…, Smiles of the rich Grins of the p...

Sonnet 8

  (Sonnet 8) I like fights and war I like sorrow and empty solace, I like, yes I like the sound of a lass in labor In that unbearable pain that I,  I only have caused. I like the sound of spitting guns, Maybe more the sound of crackling breaking necks, Broken in bits by unforgiving hands, I like the sound of death, Death of a love lost Buried in an incurable African disease. I like inflicting pain.. watching, death grab her by the throat I like fighting… War, Hunger and famine  But, just, just as long as the cause is worth it. From my book excerpt...

On Little Wings She Flies

In a land far off, Your little steps echo the tops, The horizons far beyond, They all stop and sing, For this little girl that be,  This little kid of awe, That brought love wherever she set her feet on In the horizons far beyond, The candles light up, 1,2,3,4,5 blow blow blow Pop pop pop  The candles go off And tiny little hands clap  She's now a big girl Happy Birthday Lakisha! So when I wanna write a note, Then remember, well its too hard to So will just stop here, And say, the love I have, Is like no other as I still smile like an idiot, When I think about those little arms caressing my arm And that innocent face on my bosom, Makes me a bit sad sometimes happy You have a way with me, I didnt want to fall in love, But I do, with each passing year When I have to remember We were together, That's all I have to remember,  Though not enough But it's better Happy Birthday Lakisha ...

Chains of Habits

"The only way to survive, to get off the floor, to build, to have ideas, to create businesses, to have flourishing relationships is with diversification" and I insert CHANGE. It's written that the Chains of Habits are too light to be felt till they are too heavy to be broken. I have to admit this is not an easy ride. Changing comfortable behavior and replacing it with a boring painful one ain't fun at all.  I have tried a few diet program and I never quit finish. The last one was the GM diet. Boy, was my head confused or what! I thought I would die after the first day. A whole day on fruits, then the second day is just vegies. Well, I stopped on the second day. You see, for a woman whose hobby is eating meat, a fruit only diet wasn't going to make me new. But somehow I knew I had to change. I wont bore you with the nitty-gritties, but well, after two babies and a petite body that loathes pain, I had to sit and plan my life. You see, I hate exercise. I have...

1, 2, 3...My Bucket-List Pop!

Bucket List Pheww! I never really thought of writing them down. Now after today, writing them here, I can finally achieve these few things to hold myself accountable to before I die.  I read somewhere that the bucket list idea originated from the term "kick the bucket". πŸ˜€ Now the mention of death is one scary thing to say the least.  But what best way to die knowing that you kicked ass on earth! Imagine being buried/cremated having led such an average or below average life you wish you could come back and do more? πŸ˜₯  I have always had weird things to accomplish, to say the least,  😊Some very silly ones, others well, reasonable ones and a bit worth it. These be the tasks I would like to achieve though:-   Here is my list: Re-climb Mt.Longonot.  Get a tattoo Tour the Pyramids of Egypt Go on a water-only diet for 3 days Learn to play a keyboard (quite well) Do a perfect push up Learn to ride a motorbike Visit any South American country (m...

While We're Young...

I turned wise today, sort of, in my own simple definition. You know, the kind of way you never thought you would? Yes, that way! The kind of way you decide to change a few aspects of self. Those simple things taken for granted. Example, Life The very breath of life for example. The air and life inside me that goes a long way to fulfill the desires and ambitions I have always kept at bay. I decided, well, am gonna just live for the moment. See the sun come and go down. Enjoy the little pleasures of nature. Health and Fitness My body my life! My survival! Well, after years of unsuccessful New Year's resolutions, of weight loss, healthy living,  I decided enough was enough. It wasn't about the anorexic women our minds have been made to believe define beauty. It was now a problem between me living and me spending life in hospitals for diseases I could easily control.  A new kind of regime for a healthy fit me. Will share with you the steps.All about feeling good about m...

Go On, Love Your Damn Self.

Hello readers?  It's been a while since I wrote. Keep saying I shall, then I don't,  Lots of stuff I guess that clearly, that's not been worth it. :-) Bad choices I reckon. I got to reading books again. The best decision of my life once again. A hobby I learned from my dad. Bury myself in the world of other peoples'  thoughts. Not a bad idea. Fictional and intelligent ones. These have shaped my thinking. I try to speak less, listen more. Act when need be.  But yesterday, all this changed. I began to see a different me. Why shouldn't I speak my mind? Have my own mental notes?  Act in ways that would make me a better person for me and this bubbly  creature? Well... Anyway, I diverse. Loving oneself. Something I rarely do.  Hmm, such a cliche right? Who doesn't? Well me...and a few others I know. Discovered that so many a times I have put others first. May it be family, boyfriend or friends, it's weird how I don't like hurting people and...