I am afraid,
That when she dies
I will not cry
Because inside
In truth and light
I have been deprived
Of a daughter's right
To her mother's might
To learn in her sight
And build up a store
Of great skills and so much more.
But what to do,
For many nights,
My insides have cried,
And though i have tried,
To me I cannot lie,
For inside she has long died.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Must it be me
Must i wave so hard,
To have you say hello?
Must i smile first,
To have you smile at me?
Must I set a date,
To have you want to meet?
Must I arrange a place,
To have you sit with me?
Must I start the talk
To have you share with me?
Must I look distressed
To have you care for me?
Must I write a poem
To have you understand me?
Must i sing a song
To have you enchanted by me?
Must i say a prayer
To have you love me?
To have you say hello?
Must i smile first,
To have you smile at me?
Must I set a date,
To have you want to meet?
Must I arrange a place,
To have you sit with me?
Must I start the talk
To have you share with me?
Must I look distressed
To have you care for me?
Must I write a poem
To have you understand me?
Must i sing a song
To have you enchanted by me?
Must i say a prayer
To have you love me?
Face your demons first
I have learned
But I have also been burned
Choosing to run
Easy ways are not always fun
When you leave your demons behind
Many troubles your future will find
And you will have to turn back
To race on that rugged track,
To crack some knuckles,
To go round endless circles,
To face your demons first,
No matter big or small you must,
Only then will you get back,
And embrace your future's luck
But I have also been burned
Choosing to run
Easy ways are not always fun
When you leave your demons behind
Many troubles your future will find
And you will have to turn back
To race on that rugged track,
To crack some knuckles,
To go round endless circles,
To face your demons first,
No matter big or small you must,
Only then will you get back,
And embrace your future's luck
Mimi
I am an art
Now can't you see?
My simpleness
My chubbiness
My shortness
My blackness
My copper brown hair
My corny toes
And flaky lips
Where else to find
a girl so fine
So when you say
not good enough
I can't understand
By whose standard to measure
That I am no treasure?
Now can't you see?
My simpleness
My chubbiness
My shortness
My blackness
My copper brown hair
My corny toes
And flaky lips
Where else to find
a girl so fine
So when you say
not good enough
I can't understand
By whose standard to measure
That I am no treasure?
An Individual
I am liking this individual's walk,
This solace and indifference,
This peaceful detachment.
I am liking the chance to think,
To hear myself speak.
I am liking the chance to live,
to decide who i will be
So don't shrug yonder,
Please, do not even bother
I am an individual
and yes, i am loving it.
This solace and indifference,
This peaceful detachment.
I am liking the chance to think,
To hear myself speak.
I am liking the chance to live,
to decide who i will be
So don't shrug yonder,
Please, do not even bother
I am an individual
and yes, i am loving it.
Monday, July 13, 2009
mAPenzi haYApendi
"usinikumbatie"
"KUKUMBATIANA TU"
"dakika tu sweetie"
"WE NI MREMBO SANA"
"usiniguse"
"GUSA KIDOGO TU"
"sitakuumiza"
"NINAKUPENDA SANA"
"usinibusu"
"KIONJO TU"
"usiogope"
"NINAKUTAMANI SANA"
"usinivue nguo"
"VUA NIKUJUE TU"
"hamna hasara"
"UKIONA VYAELEA"
"usiniumize"
"POLEPOLE TU"
"hatutashikwa"
"DAIMA U MTIMANI"
"usiniache"
"MWANAMKE, USINIGUSE!"
"msichana, niondokee!"
"ATI MAPENZI?! NANI?"
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