Mighty love

The almighty has revealed his splendour

Busking in his glory I drown in his favour

Grace over shadows the miss-conception of doubt evoked by guilt

Morning glaze a minor reflection of his promise, his word takes flight

So I soar upon his wings of mercy and freedom

For I am received gladly in his kingdom

Dear life

Its mimicry of slaves as chains fall like autum leaves-HOPE
Errect statues of void shapes with little sentimental blaze i do not gaze-CHOICE
Sanctimonous interlect exposed like glaciers in dubai, poisin character falsified like a phobia-FEAR

I sit in all incomplete and void, the world vivid in 3d
as sand filters through my gaping soul
I feel my flesh detach from my bone as my skin crawls
My life a trudge up this uphill called life

Dear life thanks

love blind

If love is blind, let us gouge each others eyes out,
relocate to opposite ends of the poles and start soul searching.
If then we manage to find each other,
then shall i see love for what it is!

Love does, it has little to say (Father`s Day)

Bitch,slut and whore are wordz he never muttered to me, its true that one would rather be respected than loved but at 9 love was a far greater scheme, i found embrace and dignity in his ways for life was but a game. The totality of which he accepted my growth and adulthood took much practie to master, he did with such patience he outshone even himself, he can never be a mortal being for he understood me more than he understood himself, my world had become his,while he got lost in his. Even when the brutality and dysfunction of life took a hold of me, his lap and shoulders seemed as warm and big as the equator, for in his presence i felt the roth of his furry against thoze who oppesed and neglected me, what a beast to have such a beautiful soul. Mama,ntombi and princess are wordz he now associates me with at 20. I feel the wind of change and freedom carry me to my dream with his care and support as my wings am bound not to fail, now all i need to rmbr is i am daddys little girl"

To all those that have lost fathers and mothers, i admire and salute your strength and courage to push on and live....I pay God keeps you and sustains you....

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"Careless mistakes, careless memories, breaks down infront of me, I only wanted to have fun, why hurt me? Heart hard as stone with hidden fears, I love in silence no one hears, eyes of ice never to melt, locked feelings never felt, spirit of steel never broken, frozen emotions left unspoken.Its dark in this place once filled with hopes and dreams now change to pain and hatred.I don't know how to go back to the sunshine, I only know rain and right now I watch the moon its my only trusted friend .it understands and listens. Though it never talks to me throughout my life. its my last light. My last light of hope,dreams and my one love and that shall never die out".

BAcK tO BaSicS

i had forgoten what it was like to be a child agian.I do not care how old you are, now and then we have to live as a child, not act childish but live like one. Children have no care, they love laugh and share that is the world as they know it. I had become caught up in the world of Adulthood. I feel free now, i spoke to old mates, laughed and smiled without care and even tried to make new friends. The joy of allowing oneself to become vulnerable is far more precious than to protect oneself from the bitter world.

HAving Said thAt i shall continue to strive to become all that i can be and see the world in eyes of a child. Forgive without hesitation, cry when i am hurt love and laugh cause i can.

The path

Woke up feeling unworthy to be alive, a sense of anxiety set in at first light. A new day meant finding inspiration which has been hard to come by. Those reminders ofpast sin and a fading relationship with God added to the paradox of waking to inspire young minds. The fringe of my existance thus far has been based on false love and hope, hanging onto every word and sentance offered to me in the promise of finding solace. my dreams and faers no longer the fuel to my future, guilt and "love" a constant reminder of where i am in my life.
8:am this morning was going to be abit diiferent. I had forgton that i had to share for house prayer
80 boys were waiting for me to inspire and share with them. I was not ready or prepared. i was told on the spot that it was me that had to share.
15 minutes is all i had.
I then realised i had a story to share with them, that i had told people in bits and pieces.
8 years of my life have not made sense to me and so i went on to explian that.....
I was engineered to play sport but somehow life insured i did not.

In summary the path we choose is not always best for us, it takes years sometimes to realsie the talents we have are not meant for self glory in some cases. I have won plenty of games on the field but not as a player but as a coach. Thank God for who and what i have become.

Whenever you find yourself wondering how you got to a certian place in your life becuase that was not what you had in mind. Realise that every path you take is a path atleast taken.
We all have dreams and goals, share them and notice the change in you.

We do not receive from God based on what we deserve, but on what we believe----
When God is not part of the picture our work has nor value or meaning------
those that fall and fail are mere examples of how great God is-----
problems are the sum total of fiath + grace - worry(-anxiety x -depression) = Gods peace

"control"

at full stretch i let go
love as i know it exists no more
the faint silent droplets of hope destroyed
for a lack of faith and truth i obeyed
tell love to swindle me into holistic views of religion
and let’s ask God while we at it, if i can be forgiven
i dial up courage to write for i am not in control

faith a shadow at dusk drowning in sorrow and love a lustful bondage all too clear under darkness
integrity and a smile the amour for my sadness
money i have not but a few words i do
i dial up no courage but He is in control over all.

Fools Gold

'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.'

Chrissy - age 6

i read this today and realised that,many of us enter into relationships of all sorts including that with God with expectations of how much we will gain. Those that count the sacrifice and effort they put into a relationship have clearly lost the plot and were in a relationship for the wrong reason. It is not about what you get out of it, but what you put in. If you keep an account and score of how much you put in you loose track of the goal. you become like a footprint on the beach at low tide...soon to be forgoten!

Self rightousness is like fools gold, glitter with no value-Suwi Siwila

Media Bi*ch

I used to believe,i know u did too.
The idiotic nature of childhood reviewed as a tool too??
the innocence of women and priests invoked in religion is overplayed i guess.
Their melody has become jingles to the blind recited by logical beings slayed.
Social theories televised and pimped out like a bitch by the media and produced by the devil,
could it be any easier? How else do u explain Marxism and Durkheim's socialism re-enacted by mere mortals.when shal we part wit the ideals,reformation and ideologies that engulf us.
With solutions injected thru education y is the world still ill. We are all fools for we r the antidote.
Media the bitch we cant resist and education our daily fix. This has to be the last straw.
Educate me 2bcum wat u want me 2b, il even cheat on religion and bcum a man whore to the media n let it penetr8 me til i craw.even with Guilt as the devilz currency i will be lead to your doors which will leave me bankrupt emotionally till my soul bleeds of "confusion".
For the majority who have conformed to ths as life,the latter shall cum to pass. But i will not let u take my childhood renegade for hope has been diffused into diction. Please i beg of you don't kill my imaginary friend and Y did you kill Obamas?and feed him to that media bitch

over love

Love drained
I walk upon regret to awake the silent night.
In the distance echo's of pain remind me that you are out of sight.
My vacumed soul mirroz epileptic fits exclamated by death.
A maraj image of love devoured by vultures sent to clean the earth.
I a corpse voilated by cupid at the last hour..

Love fossilized

I love you, these wordz hav been ingravd in stone and my heart fossolisd within, now do you understand why am nt easly broken, if you love me you will dig me, dust me and uncover me with care, this kind of love is reserved for thoze who dare, hidden within tightly held bondz of carbon and clay r remainz of a far greater bond. The untouched desire so passionatly boned in and ready to be discovered. Dont try and read me 4 i am these wordz within stone. Discover me and il lay in stone with u 4 eternity. Never to be discovered but rather uncovered in totality. Then only will i b broken inlove, and released from the boundz of fear. The wordz i love u,will leave my mouth pure and clean. So discover me and lets lay together within stone.like dinasorz will b a good secret gone wrong!

new life

I can get to live my life again reborn and renewed...the journey begins now. Love, music and basketball....