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Tuesday, 6 January 2015

Love and the road topsy-turvy


Speed is time over distance traveled 
First past the post 

Behind wheels 
And to be known as a petrol head 

I am going fast, am moving fast 
But caution is always a guide 

To stop when the red light comes up 
Slow at a time on the amber 

But in cases, case study 
When the lights are off 

There is always the traffic cop 
To direct my projection 

That is how it is suppose to be 
For law and order, that is the deal 

Yet on this occasion 
No show, traffic light and the cop 

To be replaced by a drunk 
Junkie on the road directing traffic 

Begging for change for service rendered 
Please Sir, can I have some change please 

A recipe for disaster 
Clash of the tartans 

Metal against metal, topsy-turvy 
Two cars on a collision course 

And I am caught in the middle 
About to become a disaster 



Sunday, 4 January 2015

Tribal Wars


Tribal wars
Drums heard from a distance  

Language of another 
Tribal marks, the enemy is near  

An enemy, for you are different 
By tongue and language 

Tribal wars 
Skin color so deep 

Hair and eyes, size 
Sentiment of the paranoia 

Fear from old folktales 
They eat babes alive, alive I say 

I will bring down your house 
I will seize your love 

And bury you as an enemy 
For we are from different clans 

Tribal wars 
Tribal wars 

But save me when I am on my knees 
And I will be grateful 

It would be a deed as humanity 
And I will be grateful 

So long as you do not enter my house 
And be friends with my kind 

A stranger will be more welcome 
Than a neighbor

In my house, men from foreign lands we welcome 
But not you; tribal wars, tribal wars a neighbor 

Who stands to gain 
From insistence on valuing our differences 

History says we were once brothers 
History says we are sworn enemies 

Tribal wars 
Tribal wars 

Who is speaking my language 
Who's am I speaking 

Eyes, and size 
Skin color so deep 

Tribal wars 






Friday, 2 January 2015

Time and Space


Time is an escape of a version 

Between yesterday and now 

Tomorrow never comes 

Arms stretch to touch 

Halo realms 

Tomorrow never comes 

Unless I have been wrong 

All along about the magician's gift 

Pulling rabbits out of the hut 

Except for these and long ribbons being pulled 

Could I have been wrong 

Have I been wrong all these while 

Is this world as quantum's prophecies 

Spirit science a bridge between worlds 

Never mind the complexities of our essence 

Just put something on we are going to be late 

Time is an escape of versions 

Between yesterday and now 

Do you mind

We are going to be late 

Time and space 

Love and science 




Wednesday, 24 December 2014

Knocking On Heaven's Door


#Knock. knock. knock 
#Knocking on heavens door 

I am knock, knock knock 
Knocking on heaven's door 

Heaven's gate are made of wood 
I have seen it 

I have seen it 
In my dreams 

On clouds 
Where creatures draw 

The heavens open 
And gave me a sneak peak 

Heaven's gate are made of wood 
I have touched it 

I have touched it 
On this earth 

I have touched it 
Each tree trunk that I tree hug 

With fruits I feed on 
As fruits of life 

I have touched it 
These heaven's doors 

Heaven's door are made of tree 
I have touched it

#Knock knock knock 
#Knocking on heaven's door 

#I am knock, knock, knock 
#Knocking on heaven's door 

Heaven's door is made of wind 
I have felt it 

I have felt it 
On my skin, my forehead 

In my arms 
Breezing through my hair 

With wings and flight 
Like the dove, as the dove

As breath I inhale  
As breath of life 

Heaven's door is made of wind 
I have felt it 

#Knock knock knock 
#Knocking on heaven's door 

#I am knock knock knock
#Knocking on heaven's door 

Heavens door is made of aqua 
I have been immersed in it 

I have been immersed in it 
Each drop, as rain drop 

Each taste to quench my thirst 
In my throat 

Each gush poured on my skin 
To bath me clean 

Each swim in rivers 
Lakes, valleys and seas 

Heaven's door is made of water 
I have been immersed in it 

#Knock knock knock 
#Knocking on heaven's door 

#I am knock, knock knock
#Knocking on heaven's door 

Heaven's door, heaven's gate 
Knocking on heaven's door 

I am knocking 
Knocking on heaven's door

Sunday, 7 December 2014

A Voice in the wind



Their souls remain with you, oh kind heart
Your heart is where they reside, do not despair
Their love is your memory, hold on to it.

But tears are needed so strong
In these times to help settle agitated souls, 
Calm-down, calm down, the night will soon end

A candle in the wind, battling the gale force
Carrying whispers of a faint voice  
Calling calling, calling

That calls one out
Yet when you turn, there is no one present
It is a feeling, a sensation a sixth sense

A realization of knowing 
Someone was standing just behind you
That strange feeling

Hands on your shoulders
To comfort your weakened heart
Always and forever by your side

You will always and forever be loved
Mama says don't you worry son
Mama says every thing is going to be just fine

Take heart, 
My soul will be your guardian angel
And you will always feel my presence around you

Take heart


Written as condolence for a Friend


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