Author Archives: Uyi

I write

Blunt Ashes

Intricate stars, diamonds of the heart
Shinning within a lifetime of hard work
Fighting to break those chains
Some of us drag from the outward
Forcing evil into the within
Failing to use the two edged sword
The blade that strikes at soul
Freeing us from glass walls of deceit

Last Words

As this ink pours
My blood drips through
Flowing with it, my voice
Filled with it, my passage of time
Substance of a prism of existence
Read these tablets and see a life lived
From the cries of the womb
To the cease of my breath
My star burns, shinning all greatness
My soul free, free to enjoy victory
The sun my source, gives me balance
My thirst quenched by the fountain of life
No dust, no sand

Suffering and empty bed sheets
Happiness and tempting neck bites
Darkness daily, heaven present
Fighting through waves of the sky
The evil the world sees as light
The tower of gold showing all the reflected ones

These are the words of the last slaves
Brave men that saw past bullets
Courage drank, the heat with it
Come to range and see the hook
That killer beginning, for as my
Ink drips, my existence though ended
has already begun: infinite shine

Third World Power

The place now called wastelands
by the those that hold wall streets
That place that birthed my soul
holds the only freedom I know of
Journeyed to the west, my name on free debts
Just by trying to live normal
The only option is to get rich, they say
Play around, connive and back stab
Free me judge,for in due time
My footprints will be back
on the soil of freedom
Third world? they ask
Mother Earth, I know

In His Hands

In his hands, we all lay head
Rumbling through the waves
Down onto the savannah
The birds all roam, singing of the
Fields of the yellow sun

We, all basked in his hands
Covered and protected by his grace
The world open to this mercy and love
Love, he fully paid off

In his hands, happiness is ever present
All in hands, we: so little, so fragile
Yet his blessings fill up our spirit
Showing us growth, showing us greatness
The road that leads to salvation
That road that leads to peace

So if you know
If you know, in his hands, the world resides
Tell all you see that our heaven
Is blessed with his flowing hymns
Shout it out with delight
For in his hands, we exist
Fulfilling every purpose he has made of us

Still Dreaming

Watch the sunset
The night from your shoulders
No rings, phone off
Distant into the mind
Cool from the warm heat
Standing with a burning conscience
One that allows you to
Connect with a dream of spirituality
A walk with God

The birds up high
Came here to earth
Before man, yet they
Keep flying, their wings spread out
Their gaze, watchful and sharp
True dreamers of the ever blue skies

The evening breeze arrives
Mind paid with good times
The night falling, moment extinguished
Back to the tablet of apples
Back to the sky down below
Hunched back, watching the soil
Forgetting the melting sun above
But at least, I have my within
The one I received from the
Son of God, the most high
His will to close the gap
The margin between spirit and God

The Battle at the Yellow Stone River

After the head long tussle
The grey bison struggled with head ache
His mind confused with strength
His brain surrounded with water
Around and around, he went
Amidst the current, floating
His nostrils fighting to find air
Submerged, he would rise
Only to sink down below
Moments like this repeating itself

The sunset came
And others left the scene
Nothing but river noise as the grey bison
Rises from the ashes of salt
Up into the fresh warm air
As he steps onto solid ground
His strength gone with the river
It’s time for rest, time to sleep
Time to recover all that was lost

New World

Come out of space
Like a star, exist within
Though forced to take lies
Mad-made deceit blended with truth
Totaling only to product

Like a star, I exist within
Shinning all while I burn bright
With greatness
If I cease for the moment
Back again, I return like I had never left
Watch me and see God
Living within the bones
Through salvation
My spirit exists to walk on
The bridge between existing and,
The place called infinity

Further With Your Passion

Go with it a little further
Further past the bricks of schools
With it, grab that hunger
With it, grab the bad time
Combined, they come
Those damned nightmares
Full force, they haunt your mind
But that’s the life of a visual mind
The life of a soul designed to capture modern times
The life of a soul destined to paint
Forging pleasant ways for the future times

So, go with it a little further
That fire burning through your soul
That hunger that forces your words to bleed out pain
That gift that keeps you warm during the cold
With it, excel further past the naysayers
With it, fill your cup and live up your dreams

You’re almost there,
Almost there

Alive

What does it mean to stay alive?
Alive to breathe the air
Alive to hear the traffic of Jersey
Alive to form the rhymes of life

It means to be one with mistakes and progress
Alive to understand that perfection
is a path that leads to eternal living

From the bottom of my life
I see my ways
So I plant my seeds now
To reap the blessings afterwards

My tuition is an intuition to be real
One with my heart and soul
One with honor and respect
Expelling pride, exorcising greed
From my mind, to the voice that leaves my throat