Who am I?

I am the weak link

I am the black sheep

I am the one and only who is worth-while to deceive

I am the warrior who will hold the gun whilst you take your pic

Believe what they say about me

but today

I am cutting the ties

I am running wild

I will take what I have, run run run far and reside

I will go places where my language is the hit

I will lend my voice to the weak

where-ever my voice is at need

And are my hands pre-requisit?

Can I dance to my heartbeat?

With cheerful souls and sand twin feets?

I will choose people who learn my name right

Those whose souls are like-mind

Don’t be mistaken I love you,

Oh I love you like the breeze of the wind

I love you from the miles between

You, you gave me a gift

That gift is called freedom

I wear the freedom crown

Perhaps, I will find the crowd of freedom crowned

then,

We are the weak links

We are the black sheeps

We are the once who it’s been worth-while to deceive

Only, no one deceives

No one runs, no one guns

the run was worth-while

Who am I?

I’m while.

Worth-while

400$ Slavery

We need to heal

Call it Yeezn, but we need more steam

Relinquish old proclivity, replace with virtousity

This money chasing is an evasive cure,  there’ ll drain us to the core

Working 9 to 5 and forgetting why,

I mean do you still know why?

When the individualist runs out of luck he runs back to its roots.

Break the cycle of luck and unleash the chains.

Unslave your mind and return to the kingdom of clear-cut justice

Only there will be no roots for the ruthless

Rolling, trembling, Rising Stone

What’s beneath the icing that melts?
What’s beneath the house that crumbles?

Like fuel to the car,
Like wings on an angel

Indeed, it’s the bewitching configures of a female being,

blessed is her anchorage

Who’s hidden thoughts do you seek to descry?

There’s a genie in the bottle
There’s a woman ‘tween the shadows of her peers

forced into being of something she isn’t,

To dine with the devil

Devine wine please speak up
Revive or perish,

Lambaste in thorns

She’s loosing herself in his horns

Urges to be free but never makes it to an open gate

She tries to be like the rest but dogfights alienation vis a vis mates

She grasps that the world is flat and she a rolling stone.

Turning Tables

Dear Love,

I See you are generous to many

Just not to one

Its trending notoriously, how you hit the weak harder and the strong lesser.

I accept you are some type of common good I struggle to obtain

The price is high after tasting freedom

Female empowerment comes with an opportunity cost, the world is yet to encounter

And so the blame is not on you Love

The more I feel empowered

the longer is my list

I won’t bother chasing you

Instead I’ll sit right here

I’ll wait for you to choose me

I’ll watch how you stumble and fall

I’ll turn the tables around

You’d think I’m bitter by now

But I’m soft and sweet and unique

Catch me if you can..

@loveeiriny

You Better Run

 

Standing eye to eye but you refuse to see me

Is there no room for us both, Tell me?

Cause each time I get louder

you go silent.

Sworn to you countless times, my success could never deminish yours

I tried bringing back the spark, you know?

Thrill, Notion, Seductivity .. Innumerable efforts all futile

What a shame my physique comes with my mind

What a shame integrity is here to stay

Cause when I finally found my voice

you disappear

Walking on Egg Shells

Days after the setbacks, the Bruise’s, the thickness in the airs

Positivity becomes a choice

Life is a choice.

And If you’ve ever had to

Set foot outside your comfort zone

Then you know this;

Egg shells don’t break your bones

You will carry your skin like elaborated embroidery.

Soul congealed, indurated, woke

And apted you rise

I rest my case

@loveeiriny