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Take a piece of my land

  I need milk My cow is no longer producing any milk Minister Agriculture says, ‘I have a solution!’ ‘I am going to Zim, I will feed the cows there to start producing milk then we export.’ I need food This cost of living is making it hard to feed my family Minister Health says, ‘I have a solution!’ ‘If we reduce the number of deliveries, we can then have fewer mouths to feed.’ I need fuel for my car It is now too expensive to drive to work Minister Energy says, ‘I have a solution!’ ‘From now on we will use our own currency to buy fuel from Russia!’ I need sleep Am too stressed with how hard life is to have enough sleep to function at work The Vice President says, ‘I have a solution!’ ‘You just need to wake up like I do and go to work, see it is easy!’ I need a job I keep applying but am not being selected, is my name an issue now? The President says, ‘I have a solution!’ ‘Maybe if you change your surname and be my tribesman it would work!’

Angel of Death

Take my hand and lead thy spirit to Thine For my body thus flesh remains Give me a moment’s glance I will ask To make thy peace with no regret With no withering to salt to become.   Hold my hand to journeys’ end Where my fate lies with Thine To suffereth or to rejoice? I hope my name is in the book.   Was it worth all I did? My deeds on Earth are read to me Was my heart right Thine will ask Unto to Thine I kneel and bow With my spirit I wait in judgement.   With my judgment set on stone I walk thy fate that waitheth for me As my spirit fades away, I hope the ones I left behind Live their lives right for this day.      

Break-up, the slow drift

Breaking up is the easy part Just ending it and wishing the other person the best… Sounds easy right? Or say you are better off without me… Easy right? Yes, l do say yes!   So what is the hardest part? The gear-shift drift This is just after the break-up For a few weeks or months you loath the breakup and delete all signs of the person in your life Next, you miss the person and search for a few photos of the person with you in a group photo I only leave group photos  Even for a split second, you think of checking in on them on social media   The stop-over drift  You look back into the relationship… The good…the bad…the toxic And justify breaking up, and now you no longer miss the person  You love and enjoy meeting other people  And maybe even reach out to the one that got away   The 360-degree drift This is the curveball Your ex reaches out saying they miss you You now have a decision to make, to turn b...

Suicide: Deep Dive

  I took a deep dive today Into your mind I came to understand or to be honest tried to ´This is the only choice l have, I don’t like it right now They would be better off without me.’ Do you know how selfish these words are ´...better off’ you say, think about it  If a situation is hard as it, why leave us  To face it alone with an additional baggage of your death ´It will be simple, the other side is better than this’ Ever heard of jumping from a frying pan to fire Leaving a situation of the known to the unknown  I don’t know if you believe in Big G or not but l do Am sure Big G won’t be happy to see you before time Or are your sure where you are going would be better? Can it help to stick to the situation that you know of ? ´It is too hard, there are no other options  What l can l do that would help me recover? I have done everything  I can’t handle it anymore  Am done!’ Tic Tac Toe Iife is a game sometimes...winning is the goal  But at the sam...

To love is to live

 Love beats to the heart Triggering a sync rhythmic 'boom! boom! boom!' Spelling out love Mr. Pulmonary vein answers to its call And Mrs. Amygdala stands alert! Love triggers all emotions Happiness, sadness, Anger Its surplus causes happiness A reduction causes sadness And its lack thereof leads to anger To Love is to live It is in the air we breath It moves through our blood It elates our system Signifying life.

Angel Gabriel, The Messenger

Have you heard of the Messenger? Sent from HIS Mansion With a spear in his hand? He whispers when he calls  His voice is like that of the wind His ambiance shines as bright as the sun Darkness is afraid of his stride Uninterrupted as the waters when he moves He has a message! Listen and listen well He may not repeat again Quiet the noises to hear his message

Why I jumped

‘Search me, God and know my heart. Try me and know my thoughts. See if there is any wicked way in me and lead me in the everlasting way. Psalm 139:23-24’ She says: I jumped because… I just don’t know if l was worth it Worth what this life was throwing at me Worth the fame and glory Worth living!!! I jumped because… You never answered You never answered when my mother died! You never answered when they took my childhood! You never answered when he cheated and left me! You never answered when l lost my job, my friends, my home! Dead silent, you were! I jumped because… Maybe...just maybe l thought it was better where you are To be re-united with my dear mum To be free from pain and suffering To get the fullness of joy He says: I died… For you to live My life for yours I left my father’s house so l could make things right for you So, were you worth it? Yes! More than a jewel or gold or diamond you were I didn’t say… Life w...

The Road to life

I took a step Not knowing what to expect Like every first journey, l knew l had to take it An opportunity it is to pursue. I took a step To a whole new dimension Fear hugged me like a drench of sweat My legs trembled, my toes froze A paraesthesia travelled through the arch of my foot. I took a step The sun stood still and beamed at my feet The birds stopped chirping I think l heard echoes in the wind The air smelt lucid, time stopped, if not but just for a moment. I took a step First of many steps l have ever taken Each an answer to another ‘A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step’ My road to my destiny, a journey of self-discovery. I took a step ‘O Camino de Satiago’ The way of Saint James Any form of growth, is what I expected Spiritual, emotional, Physical… It didn’t matter! I needed to take the step. I took a step Not looking back to back to past glory and shame A whole blank chapter was all l saw To ...

Death Called Her

Death called to her A tribute to my friend Cynthia By L.J Death called to her It whispered her name in the shadows It crept in the shadows of her room It stole the light of day from her ‘Come unto me!’ It said. Death called to her Right from birth she was destined to be its’ friend It stole her mother upon child birth Her father remarried, a wicked soul emerged Anguished, she always felt ‘Come unto me!’ It said. Death called to her The wicked soul stole her innocence An adult woman, she grew fast to become She fought and strived for survival ‘Come unto me!’ It said. Death called to her A matatu knocked down a motorcycle A scream filled the air, and then silence It took him away, a father from a child Her major source of comfort and survival ‘Come unto me!’ It said. Death called to her With nowhere left to call home, she left Moved in with the first man she met She forgoe continuing with her education All hope in lif...

A HOPELESS CRY

A HOPELESS CRY By L.J Rays shone upon his window A new dawn with new beginnings for him Knapsack on his back, old worn out clothes and shoes He set out on a journey of the unknown With no food nor water he set on Hopeful of what lay ahead. On his journey did he give away his last coin to a street urchin ‘Hey Mister, You need it more than l do.’ ‘Blessed is he who gives than the one who receiveth’ With those words, he walked on Hopeful of what lay ahead. Passing a gated community, he stopped and surveyed ‘Someday l will belong there’ ‘Woe…you would never belong! This is only for the enlightened’ he was told Smirking he went on, with each step he was elated The light on his path shinning brighter and brighter Just like Jesus in the wilderness he felt Hopeful of what lay ahead. As the sky turned to Orange His journey was directed towards his house A one squared roomed structure he called a home Sleeping on a grumbling stomach, mosqu...