I tried to love you
but it’s too late
guess i’m a morning-after-kinda lover
I tried to love you
but it’s too late
guess i’m a morning-after-kinda lover
Side by side, stand firm with me
children of light, come together as one.
Though the storms blows recklessly
children of light grow steadily
Black and Queer, Caucasian and Muslim
Children of light are not one of customs
like watered roses they wachs and bloom
for the riches of eternity is their heirloom
Innocence strahls in with the sun
to whence a golden girl rests her temple
fog has been erased from her mind
darkness plays hide and seek with light
Silence feeds into her thoughts
cleanses her memories of impure specks
Seeping joy from an unconscious plane
From plexus to plexus, excitation overload
Irregardless if it is real or not
She shifts her weight between toe and heel
waiting at a shore’s harbour
For courage to be delivered to her sandy feet
She could be anyone she wished
she could have anything she craved
so why did she always turn back
to revisit the flames torching down her lost world.
I asked how they were called,
but they didn’t have a name
and when I visited them,
there was nothing interesting about them
I was infrequent,
but still they knew my name
they’d study the word together within a frame
and amuse each other afterwards
They said, God is love, so I believed
and hung my cares upon his cross
Each time I wanted to bury the faith
like the Grinch before Christmas miracle
but instead their company did warm my heart
I became part of a family without prejudice
a family saner than blood
A bond stronger than pride
Each weekend, we’d hold hands
Sing aloud the music of heaven
just the 6 of us, and I’m the least.
A bunch of students with nothing but their voices.
Sometimes we were more
other times just one would show
still one thing was sure
There is a pull in our hearts that just won’t let go
Year in, Year out.
I hope for the big secret to be revealed
48 hours to the end of 2019
and I’m still hoping with a gladdened heart
Angels sing with soft glorious voices
I’m impaled by the love of Jesus
I jubilate when I remember that
He can be confident for the six of us
He has seen us through in times of drought
Though stagnant floods may throw us into a folly
yet we labor to hear his calling on our lives
we breath into his double blessings
Will 2020 be the year he ropes us in?
show us the pastel he painted eons ago?
maybe not, but our mouths will never run out of testimonies
and I pray yours will never too.
Happy 2020 to you and yours.
This was posted in a WhatsApp group and I couldn’t resist sharing.
I asked God to take away my habit.
God said, No. It is not for me to take away but for you to give it up.
I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
God said, No. His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary.
I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, No. Patience is a byproduct of tribulations; it isn’t granted, it is learned.
I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, No. I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.
I asked God to spare me pain.
God said , No. Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me.
I asked God to make my spirit grow.
God said, No. You must grow on your own, but I will prune you to make you fruitful.
I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.
God said, No. I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things.
I asked God to help me love others, as much as he loves me.
God said.. Ahh, finally you have the idea.
Look at me
strip me with your paint brush
take note of every scaffold, every root and edge
every missing piece that evaporates and dries
I’m a waste product but someone has to do it
someone has to paint me
reveal my deepest shame
separate me from the shadow I hide behind my smile
take off the mask i’ve been wearing for so long
release my woes into the fiery furnace of purity
adjust my beliefs so they vibrate into stillness
like pendulums that repel each other
create an escape tunnel for my tameless Geist
and breath into the spaces between my illusions
show me a softness that anchors my heart to this moment
this moment coated in the abyss of fantasies
It won’t be easy labor
but I trust you to make me bloom in the darkness
to pick off the thorns, one by one so my rainbow shines
counteract my anxiety with grounded voice
so I can awake again many moons later
looming in a limbo
where surreal fantasies go to be reborn
Talk in my face with a smile, with a smirk
I would never control you like that
cry me a river so I can drown you in it
It’s so good, it’s so bad. I can’t decide
all the wavelengths that’s crosses my head
I am tired. I’m tired of mistakes I keep choosing to fix
Chose your words very careful around me
come in my space but leave that energy outside
I DGAF if you think you know everything
Cross me once, I say oh no shame on you
cross me twice, you’ve got voodoo in your name
hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
I say nothing and you peg it for weakness
I’m ghosting right now , you can join me or leave
You can’t sense my vision so let me do it all by myself
I don’t like you today, maybe try me tomorrow
depends on which of me you met today
I don’t mean to hurt you but I will if you let me
I’m artsy. I’m empathetic. I’m pisces
I can be just whatever I want
please hold back your opinions and doubt
I’ll never say I told you so to your face
I’ll never look to your eyes and say you were wrong
but if you’ll play games, I’ve got a license to play
Thanks for the advise but I’ll take it from there
drop all manipulative tricks at the door
grew up around it so I can smell it from miles and miles
Don’t ever, don’t ever try to control me
Don’t ever, don’t ever try to lie
I’ll forgive you but know you are dead to me forever
I don’t mind being hated for me
but I hate being being misunderstood so much
love me or hate me but please don’t misunderstand
I love you today but I can’t guarantee tomorrow
take me as I am or just leave me alone
I know i’ll be fine with or without out you. it’s all the same
No, It’s probably best if you leave
you’ll probably offend me if you stay
blunts make better friends than people anyways
I say nothing but I can feel every little thing
been crying all day but I don’t know what’s wrong
this whole solar system just loves to play on my nerves
Sit back and observe everything around me
many will come my way but there’s room for just one
what can you do for me that i can’t myself
Don’t ever try to make me face reality
i’ll get things done in my pace, in my time
i’m not put together, Neptune knows I’ll never claim to be
I started writing this and i couldn’t stop
it’s got me feeling some airy type of way
Can’t put it to words but pisces fever is a vibe.
There are sores and blisters on my skin
I know not from wence they came
after the morning light sprawled through my sill
I felt the hands of time ticking backwards
Reminisce on past duende
I was like fluid running between iron framework
some would swear I was too arrogant
I took the form of a space-occupying lesion
The blisters lasted a few years
before they coalesced together like a wave
reminding me the past never hides away
this tumor can only be carved with laser
But this isn’t about the blisters
it’s not even about arrogance
though they all influence my demeanour
it is about the keel i’ve rebuilt since then
I’ve dug out fossils of my being
and wiped off secretion from my chin
i keep pointing into the shards like there’s someone there
to help me climb out of this jar
I’m fairly stronger than a twig
My process is a layer of chaotic wind
It’s time to disintegrate my ship
and healed confidence where shame blisters once were
Wherever you are
Aspire to evolve and transform
that is your soul
Disparage thy weakness
Admonish thine past
Enlighten others in occasions
That breeds peace
Spiral with innovative spirit
Inspire and Empower.