Sunday, 5 July 2015

FATE REBORN

In thorns and sharps had we lived Green white green turned guns blood bodies And we wake from our deepest sleeps Then powerful words fall off our unconscious lips In prayers for an end to this hurtful rage For a day when our lives will turn a new page Even the journey of the Maggi had an end And the blessings of the arrival had no bend For they arrived when the child of salvation was born They gave their blessing and embarked on their return The blessings till today remains I reminisce on the past six years All I see; remains of the blessing; pains With everyday graced with tears and fears
Let our minds be open to the soon to be born lad And put behind us memories of hurts that’s fast becoming a passing fad For Every time we hark back to the lost years Let’s remember how worthless it is musing over wasted tears A flock once abandoned by its shepherd Left its flock to be preyed on by wolves of cowardice Now has to itself a true shepherd Who fights off all threats, predators, wolves even mice I only wish I can truly say That pain has fixed for itself a death date What’s more, this day marks the end of our tears, 29th May As today marks the day my strive puts food on my plate Then again our fate is fence hanging With hearts beating and thoughts banging For even a soothsayer knows not what awaits at king’s landing Shall we a clairvoyant? Yes or not, in few months we’ll know our stand

Wednesday, 15 April 2015


IF YOU WERE MINE

If you were mine
Sweet will my life be like pine
My sun and stars will glow and shine
And till I die, I’d everyday with you wine and dine

So many times I ask myself a question why
Why my lime light is so extra bright
But then I remember, with you it is trite
That we show to the world how much we can fly

Be with me till forever
To you I’d give good cloth and shelter
We’ll blossom like the cinnamon leaf
We’ll for all times take honey with beef
Like holly tree our love would be evergreen
Only you I’d hold tonight and leave with a sweet grin

I don’t wanna live without you baby
I wish to be so bold to call you my lady
But it’s hard for me while you’re acting shady
Stay with me and my life would stop being crazy
Please let me be the man you accord the name my baby
Promise to take care of you and in your duty never be lazy

If you were mine
Never would your care be on the line
Promise you’d always be fine
Plus the promise of no concubine
Our lives would be ablaze and with love shall shine
Your world will be laced with silver line

So darling, would you be mine?
With you alone would my life be fine
And till the day that I die
You won’t but always be mine

I’ve been crushing on you for too long
I know my heart can’t be wrong
Girl with me you’d be strong
Inside my heart you belong

THE PIG


So they run around and their tongues hangeth
Like nylon in a whirlwind they move around like a sachet
With human masks on their faces what they really are is the title
Abashed actions wondered me, read not they the bible?

Hays they make not but when the moon approaches
Shame they eventually face like hungry cockroaches
Daughters of smelters married to sons of hungry leppers
Loot treasuries do them so as to be ‘once upon a time beggars’

Pigs the plural of pig
Would remain but a pig mind not how big
Let’s call a spade a spade
Look into the truth you! Tare it open with a blade

And so they sayeth ‘give to me your mandate’
Reacheth there they, hard they become like palm date
Pocket people’s money and become an entrepreneur
No matter how far or near they’d never make the ark of Noah

The crown that swimmeth in the canals of corruption
Taketh the hope of the proletariats and replaceth with heaps of stolen national treasure
Shall face the wrath and their gaol we shall not measure
Believeth me their remains shall know no pleasure

Brothers their votes and mandates we shant rig
Maketh them pigs that dig big and findeth a bigger pig
Washeth, clean, rubbeth in and exeunt of a pig
A pig no matter how doeth remains but a better pig


                                                                                     

                                                                                                         

Tuesday, 3 March 2015

BEWITCHED




Is this the end of the road
How do I unlock with no code
Your countenance was so cold
At the end we broke the fold
We had something good running
The love so sweet so forthcoming
At the end you had me running
For the place we started was calling
Was this how we made the promises
I was to be your Mr and you my Mrs
But we knew not then what to build
As your harshness was too damn crude
All the lies and the fear
And the times I bled out my tear
Love I beseech you
If its loving again I'd rather not do
Please again don't bewitch me
Because without love I guess am a better me

LIFE'S RHYTHM

LIFE'S RHYTHM

People need to feel the rhythm and bliss in the feeling
People need to know we reflect eachother
Time will pass for sure but memories will gather
We will depart of cause but the time we'll spend is farther
We might be on top though but sometimes we are under
Right now might be worse tomorrow will be better
And when the storm is over, in happiness we will gather
And Again we'll hold hands sister to brother
It's life, binds us together

LOVE AT ITS FUNERAL

LOVE AT ITS FUNERAL
Love overdose
Love at its funeral
How did I get hypnotized?
I’m angry but I still love you
I’m in pains and I still want you
Pills and potions
Tears like rivers and oceans
Feelings crying at its own death
Love took the hurrying chariot
The hugs, talks and memories
We were like kings and queens
In our dynasty like princes and princesses
How the world watched and envied
Wanting you away from me and me from you
But what we shared stood tall
Stronger than hater’s wishes
Two beauties in unison
Yours and mine
Entangled like ribbons
Sweeter than pine
I get high of this memory
As your actions now cloud my vision
Bitter love sweet hate
You’ve tried but still can’t hate you
How pathetic can it be?
At the feeling that love cannot take you back
When the love we share ceases to exist
That’s the point our existence ceases
But it lives on in the memories
Of our legacy and people who knew of our love
And this continues till the last days of the world
And till the extinction of all realities
Sorry for no condolences
For grief transcends value
Grief is worthless
All I demand is a little of your time
And few words of reassurance
For no matter what its
For you, you know I’d understand
Love at its funeral
Punishment of love could be eternal

CONSCIENCE

CONSCIENCE
So many things happen in our lives
Some pleasant and some unpleasant
Some decisions we are glad we made
Some of them we live to regret
Some we wished we did better
For the good ones the memories reoccur
But the bad ones the memories haunt
Having no regrets is such a pleasant feeling
But then the past tells about the present
The present, the future’s soothsayer
Man then should caution
As to what memories he wishes for his past
And the fulfillment he wants for himself and his mind
Memories and conscience
Deal more blows on the mind
Than that of Tyson and Alli combined
Caution on your actions and decisions
Make choices only after double checking
Smell not what you won’t eat
Start not what you can’t finish
Bite not what we can’t chew
Break no heart and breach no trust
Keep in confidence what should
Retain in your heart whom you should
And love with sincerity and truthfulness
For these tells just what human we are
And also those memories we nurse or embrace