We run on natures clock. First the weather now the leaves, change is kicking in.
Standing I watch, reminiscing, wishing, procrastinating, missing.
It’s only matter of time and also I’ll be defeated by change.
Tag: change
The Dirt Under Your Rug
Everyday is a new day to fight
We are gathering to take what is ours
The road to freedom is in unity
And so brothers and sisters let’s not see colour
Look beyond the rays and match forward with integrity
Burning down gates of excellcious egoism
You Scream I want it all
I Scream this is not all
Not enough to undo the dids
The costs are higher than you claim
You take take take and give back none
Every day I wake up to a globalized world
But you swept the bills under the rug
Those third world countries you created
Can they be first again?
The souls of my ancestors
They’ll keep jumping into new flesh
They’ll keep demanding royal crest
We unit through freedom or we unit after war
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..
Walking on Egg Shells
Days after the setbacks, the Bruce’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
