Sunday, 23 July 2017

Definition of An African Lady




Your eyes sparkle with joy
Your hair complements your skin
Your teeth are as white as snow
Your lips are lovely and sexy
How beautiful you are, African Queen!

Your mouth is lovely
It speaketh sweet words
Your voice is soothing and commanding
Your breasts are firm and round
Complementing your well build hips
And round provocative bottom
All beautiful you are, African Queen.

Your Hard work spirit fascinates me
Resilience and determination define you
Strong of will and undying faith
Complements your confidence
Beauty and brains, They say!
Definition of a True African Queen.

              

Tuesday, 30 May 2017

A BLEEDING COUNTRY



A BLEEDING COUNTRY
Who will stop the bleeding?
All the political bickering
Name calling and shouting
We are tired of the crumbling
Change must come

Who will stop the bleeding?
All the empty promises
As they mock our lack of choices
Is it really lack of choices?
Change must come

Who will stop the bleeding?
Our taxes are embezzled
We remain financially entangled
In poverty we’re circled
Change must come

Who will stop the bleeding?
Our lands are grabbed daily
By politicians of folly
They think we’re silly
Change must come

Who will stop the bleeding?
Our economy is growing, on paper
Nothing seem to work proper
Especially for the common worker
Change must come

Who will stop the bleeding?
Don’t we have votes?
Can’t we have riots?
Aren’t we tired of these idiots?
Change must come

Who will stop the bleeding?
Am I patriotic enough to fight?
Fight for my birth right!
In the open day light?
Change must come

Who will stop the bleeding?
If not me and you, us
We got stop all the fuss
And move forward en masse
Change must come

Who will stop the bleeding?
We’ve got few days left
To seal this unwanted rift
Created by political theft
Change must come

Who will stop the bleeding?
If we don’t vote wisely?
We’ll not accuse none falsely
But blame ourselves fully
                                                             Change must come

Wednesday, 24 May 2017

The Tragedy Of Digital Generation

Am I lucky or unfortunate.
Am I proud or ashamed.
What do I stand for?
Am I living on my parents shadow?
Or my independent thought?!
I knew how to use a computer before I joined school.
I am the digital generation.

I believe in my self. I can Google anything!
In short I know everything. Huh!
I have all the information!
But what do I really know?
I am the digital generation.

This is not my story.
But the story of our generation.
The informed generation that knows nothing.
That know much about computers,music,cars than basic humanity.
That understand none other than those in their 'circles'.
That only re-tweet the people they know even when they write sh*t.
That un follow and block those who write sense.
I am the digital generation.

We care about where we worship than how we worship.
We hangout at certain places with certain people.
Where our status will be recognized and appreciated
where we talk brands and trends
We are the digital generation.

We claim to understand economics,history and politics
But don't give a crap about them.
We wonder why sane people engage  in petty politics
We falsely think we're immune to sociopolitical processes
We understand the meaning of respect and dignity but practice none.
We are the digital generation.

We are selfless and selfish at the same time.
We eloquently talk of voting but never vote
We are busy making deals and money
We are the generation that will be judged harshly
For not fighting for justice.
We are the digital generation

A generation at cross roads,
Enlightened but entangled in confusion
Liberated but chained in subjectivity
Easily compromised for short lived gratifications
Activists preaching water but drunk in triblism
Conscious in mind yet cowards in deeds!

My Lady




Your eyes sparkle with joy
Your hair complements your skin
Your teeth are as white as snow
Your lips are lovely and sexy
How beautiful you are, my darling!
Your lovely mouth,
 Speaketh sweet words
Your voice: soothing and calming.
Your breasts are firm and round  
Complementing your well build hips
And round provocative bottom
      All beautiful you are, my darling
A rare gem
The conqueror of my love
The queen of my heart

Sunday, 12 February 2017

Poetry

Poetry is just  but a way of life.
Let your thoughts flow
Write them down
Share to the world
Change
Inspire
Motivate
Educate

Correct
Live and Let Live

Tuesday, 7 February 2017

My Heart Bleeds

My Heart Bleeds With Thee
Oh! Dear one!
This far we've come
Not by our own strength!
But Gods Will,
And Grace,
That has enabled us overcome
Insurmountable  Challenges
Together we've taken on the world
Together we've conquered
Together,
We make a great team
My Heart bleeds with thee
Oh! dear one.
Let's make the best
Of the time we got.

Monday, 30 January 2017

CHOICES

Today I make a solemn vow
Not ever to take a bow
Even under an arrow and bow
But to bow to my conscience.
I choose.


Today, in earnest I declare
That I'll not fear but dare
To remain focused and clear
Of my duties to take care
And protect my affairs
I choose.

I choose
Not to engage in trivial and frivolous talk
Not to relent in this long freedom walk
Not to listen to conventional tales of folk
But forge ahead valiantly,because ticking is the clock
I choose.

I choose
To associate with folks of value
Persons of principle and positive cue
Friends who never have the 'friendship due'
But who ensure you add value
The kind who i call friends true
I choose.

I choose
To make the right choices
That lead to eternal rejoices
And minimal or no consequences
For I choose to live and let live
I choose.

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