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Democracy is
The leadership of the youth and
the guidance by the elders
I wish it was so today
I see deceitful guidance all over places
Leaving the youth to wonder and suffer
Exploiting the genious in us
While the youth get confuse
Where hopes are high or low
Our elders are busy with lies
Democracy is
The leadership of the youth and
the guidance by the elders
Alot of youth on the streets
Where creativity is common
But with out sencse nor support
The youth of today got vission
Yet the mission looks impossible
Is like we are left alone
Is like we are just on our own
The elders sim close but
Yet so far to reach
For how long our rights are just a struggle
Democracy is
The leadership of the youth and
the guidance by the elders
Our elders no more give us the chance to lead
Is like our youthful energy is only for their greed
The elders look scard
The elders are scard of our creativity
They are scard of change
While they are meant to guide it
Our elders don't believe in us
The reality today shows it all
We use to get our elderly suports
Not now any more
So we are left on our own
As crimes never seize to depart from our youthful age life's
Democracy
Is the leadership of the youth and the guidance of the elders
Yet civilization turn it away
To a modern trend
Where control and power only belongs to polictician
Civilization civilise the fool in us
It makes us live but our presence don't exist
It turn the head to think just straight
With out vission nor moral observation
We no longer have enough elders whom are to guide us
So you see crazy youths all over the globe on the streets
Behind your backyards
In the corners of the road
Forming groups gangs
With a high spirits that never care to listen
All because we chose to be civilised
As we change democracy to
What reality says today!
He's not over it,,I hear from all sides,
Hoping to get answers from other people's eyes,
I won't budge, I won't move,
I refuse to allow him to repeat his abuse,
He'll get over it eventually and hopefully move on,
His stubborn act will subside once I'm gone,
He is the trigger, but I'll call the shots,
Now he's empty handed, because I threw out his darts,
No sport left in his game, nothing to play,
Like a child, he pouts, please come back again,
I don't think so,,,,his game is over,
It would take alot of undoing, he'll have to scare himself sober,
Too many find humor in his rotten behavior,
They feed off his insecurities and keep him unstable,
He tries his hardest to pull me back in,
And I pull away, because that's not who I am,
In a drunken state, he says I envy your heart,
I encouraged him over and over from the start,
You are just as beautiful, can't you see?,
Why do you say such rotten things?,
Why do you hide behind the ugly mask?,
And find joy in others pain, and make fun of their past,
Your heaping hot coals upon your own head,
I love you too much to allow you to lead me to death,
I can only say and do so much, yes, my heart is in pain,
I can love you wholeheartedly, but I can't make you change,
This is how you've chosen to be,
I'm so sorry, my old friend.....now let go of me.
Isn't it funny how you can be surrounded by many people but feel so alone
It appears you have a social life because you're always checking your phone
But could it be an addiction to living life through the photos of others
Feeling an overwhelming sense of joy when seeing emotions by lovers
People talk with you but never think to include you
But post photos of their good time for you to get a view
Or can you imagine being invited out of pity but not talked to by no one
You start wondering if the date you had with yourself would've been better fun
You would never beg to fit in because that would crush your dignity
It would lead to people pleasing and being what they want you to be
Fooling around on social media makes you think you have alot of friends
But the truth is that it's a social window with you on the outside looking in
You feel as though you're popular because you're known by every clique
But every weekend you're having trouble finding someone to hang with
They acknowledge your existence when their broke or having a problem
But where are they when you're having issues and need help solving them
Having all these people around honestly is mentally entertaining
But at the end of the day you're still feeling alone is all im saying
Language is no barrrier between us
I can't understand yours
You don't know mine
Still we talk
Others say,
When you're hungry
You bark
When you're angry
You bark
When you need something
You bark
When you perceive thieves
You bark
When you are happy
You bark
When you wanna play
You bark
But I am the one
Who discerns your talk
When we are away
You miss me alot
You can't say
But your eyes say it all
Like a savior,you protect me
Like a child, you need me
Like the debt,you follow me
Like a friend, you accompany me
Like a wiper, you void my miseries
Like a clown, you impel me smile
How could someone be truly selfless?
You are just incredible...
Dedicated to my neighbor's dog browny...
Turn your inspiration into elevation
Despite the storms of difficulty
Be the force unshakable
Be the lion In the jungle
Rule over your shadows
Cos they are real
And don't forget the green
Snakes when you enjoy the green grass
Life is simple but humans made it difficult
So spread your creativity beyond
Inspiration
Refuse the word you can't do it
And walk like a star
But be humble
Be discipline
be dedicated
Start now cos you won't die twice
Turn your inspiration into elevation
Pave your ways in life with courage
Discharge all forms of negativity
Cos they are easier to catch out there
You can become who you choose to be
But don't forget to say no to vanity
Cos all we fight to maintain in life
We will always leave to six feet one Day
Yet the spirit lives on
So don't just be inspired in life
Grow to elevate your soul
Cos it can save alot souls too
For the true worth of humanity
Feel me if you are of love
Yes feel me if you are of love
Cos I came with peace.
Dedication to all my
Fellow youth
God bless the world
God bless africa
I love you all
Satan has a story to tell
The preacher man said
Satan was a proud angel
Sent away from heaven
To earth after the wars in heaven
Clearly this simplifies that
Satan was strong too
No wonder from this religious theory
We can see his contact
To humans so obvious
If wars and Fights were born
From his story
Truly he is reigning on earth
His symbols are clear
His ways are largely adored
Truly he is a proud angel
Cos his forces is no different
From our reality
Satan has a story to tell
The preacher man said
Give your life to God
And that is certain to me
Yet I fight in a satanic atmosphere
Is difficult to breath this days
Is difficult to find a true life
Nowadays
So certainly satan is still proud
He is still reigning
His crown is never withdrawed
If not tell me why we always
Live In this mess we created
A system of devaluation
Were too many Has to suffer
For the few
Were is difficult to make a survival
Were we cant afford to live without
a systematic Control
Satan truly is proud
Cos even the few leading
Our dear planet are neither
innocent from evil
Majority are the true disciples
Of satan
Our reality can testify to it
Satan has a story to tell
The preacher man said
Satan was once a musician
In heaven
He was the best
That could hype God
Through his music
Now I understand why he
Sings to the world
Now is clear how come
He can hype our sons and daughters
To Immoralities this days
Is easy is clear on the internet
Our young minds are gradually
Fading away from moral values
So many parents are also ignorant
Truly satan is proud
He is really on top
of his throne on earth
And already created alot of awareness
Still the world is blind
We chose is an easy destructive comfort
We agree to die young
through our ignorance
Cos a world full of Immoralities
Is our sweetest satisfaction
And now we don't live long
this is the fulfilment and
the satisfaction when
Satan Has a story to tell
I watch you.
Wondering back and forth, gathering twigs and berries. Bringing to life a place only you allow your thoughts to wonder.
Although serious. I admire you alot.
I know if I was in your position I wouldn't walk through these woods alone.
I've seen alot of things though. Alot of the world's ill's that wisp through the echo of the trees,
I even watch the quirky things that you do without realizing.
The quirky cute things that you often pay no attention to when you do them then say "what" like nothings ever happened.
Like stopping to smell the daisies instead of the roses.
Splashing in a puddle of leaves then watch then scatter one by one.
Laying there without a care in a world.
All appearances are not what they seem.
As the world itself is a crazy place.
Sometimes you need that. To step outside of yourself and just play every once in a while.
The journey to grandma's house isn't a long one.
But the next time you stop and whisper your secrets to the birds and the wind flutters your coat.
I'd like very much to feel your hand rub through my fur.
And protect you on your way to grandma's house.
Maybe let you ride on my back
What is it that you need from me? -
I pray that you do tell.
For everything I've offered -
hasn't gone over too well.
Patience as you grow? -
As you learn from your mistakes?
No, that cannot be it -
because you've never really changed.
Could it be understanding? -
For me to learn just how you tick?
No, that can't be it either -
I know so much that I am sick...
Perhaps it is forgiveness -
to swipe the slate so it is clean.
No, because you've shown me -
that you'll do just what you mean.
I've come to think that silence -
is the thing you sink from me.
For me to not disturb you -
with the pain that you've been causing.
Do you desire smiles? -
Laughs? For me to eat my feelings?
For me to just get over it -
while you help none with healing?
To water down my pain -
so that you don't have to be bothered?
To pretend things never happened -
so that you and I "get farther"?
A pound of flesh you ask from me -
do I really even matter?
Or is it what you gain from me? -
It's now clear that it's the latter.
So now I turn the tables -
what is it that I require?
A pound of flesh I fear. -
Compared to yours? The cost much higher.
I now require honesty -
transparency as such.
I demand from you respect -
tell me, dear, is that too much?
I must be high up on your list -
I must be a priority.
I demand you be considerate -
and for unwavering loyalty.
This may seem alot to ask -
but it's time I claim my worth.
If you can't pay me your pound of flesh -
you must find someone else to hurt.
Mom prayers
A mother is a creator
She has the first world
Of every human
The womb
She is the part of creation
She is a creator
So show love when
She prays for you
Listen to her heart
Cos she might be bleeding
For you to live
Mother are pass life
Even in her prayers
Her words are a big blessings
To her kids
Mom prayers
My mom prays alot
She knows no other way
To speak to the universe
She is spiritualy gifted
So is your mother
No matter who your mother Is
A mother is a mother
Show love to her
Listen to her heart
She always wish you well
Her joy is to see you successful
Her prayers is for the universe
To protect you
So when she prays
Show some love
Let her know you understand
Let her know you will make
Her proud one day
Cos that all that matter in
Mom's prayers
To see you successful
When troubles fill your heart. And worries get you down,
And you can't see anything clearing in the fog,
My advice to you is this- Don't look ahead into the fog you won't see anything down that road,
You know where you want to go but if you try to run through it nothing will be learnt or gained, and you could stumble some more,
Look down at your feet,
And take a step, that's the first step of many that will eventually get you through the fog just one step at a time, you will step carefully with the aim in your mind and before you know it the fog will be lifted and there will be your road nearlly complete in front of you but clearer, so you can look up and make your way more confidently because now you can see where the road is taking you. One step at a time, there is no race. Do it once and do it as well as you can, that is all we can do, just try to be the best version of you everyday.
Not saying the fog won't come back, but hopefully it's less everytime and you have your shoes on ready to take that very important first step.
Getting to B is alot easier if you start at A.