Poetry – Page 17 – SIMPLE WORLD

The Realization of a Contemporary African

Awaken sleeping wonderers

The monster’s here for your sin

Hear his roar, his rumble

Your days of searching

has brought your demise

An end to your long suffering

Searching through Modernization

I seek for answers

Left and right

Calling on God

Only the night responds

I need faith

Tired of being real

Tired of being sane

in this blood soaked world

Where is my own receipt?

The one that says I’m free: paid for

The stress’s rising

Covering every corner I find

Swell, swell

I’m on the move

The dose I need

always seems further when I reach

Expanding with my turmoil

Final Stretch

I wonder, I wonder

Dreaming of my tomorrow

Day’s race ahead

Leaving me behind

With a gift lacking instructions

Interlude:

Tell mama

I’ll see her

When the rain has stopped

Tell mama

I’ll see her

When the rage has cleared

Tell mama

I’ll come back home

When the storm’s over

The Realization of a Champion

The sweet taste of victory

Has me glorified in this era

Sanctified from the noise of chaos

Alive in Zion, above the sun

Invincible with my new found energy

Simple World: War Sight

When I open my eyes all I see is an untainted red; first a specter forms spreading into a canvass of dappled blood, all trapped around my cornea. But when my sight releases itself from its temporary bind a light blue hue explodes into my pupils fading away the once known pain. I am he. A solider who forgot the calls of death in the early rise of war-battle. Shout at me and I will keep marching forward for my name refuses to settle in my wall of thoughts. What I seek now is not redemption nor forgiveness. I only ask for the scythes of death to bring me the silence of love; an end to where I may begin knowing my woman awaits at the pearly gates of my awakening.

So I Say

Casualty, casualty

Rid me of pretense

For when my memories flood in

I am left in the green lush bush

Thick with regrets;

Regrets born from the dragon’s fire

And as the night dissipates

Burning with the fire called love

In my hand, liquor my king, reigns

My crown to hold

My own Queen’s touch gone

Her scent nowhere to be smelled

Casualty, casualty

The wars of my forgotten fathers

have brought me the cold of tomorrow

Casualty, oh casualty

My mother’s love has

Fled from my abode

Casualty, dearest you

Where do you hide my lover’s silk?

Her ivory skin lingers in my tongue

Casualty, forgotten one

Bring me home

To where my bones

May find soil

To stand on ground

For I fear my past sins

May eat away my flesh

Casualty, oh sweetest pain

Where’s my future?

For the present has me locked away

back in my war zone past

As the world spins on a pole of fire, souls light up dancing along with golden sun

Pretoria Hill

I have looked in all the corners

of the world

hoping to see light

My ways always leading to no result.

Thinking I was lost to never

finding a reasoned path

To my home I returned: faithless

On the third day of the rising

When the sun had balanced

I walked up the hills, birds all around

Amidst the flowing clouds

There a tree rested

Its roots deeply intertwined with the soil

In its presence

I felt like a boy again

A child playing with the day

Knowing the night was for sleep

There the tree rested

My eyes with awakening saw

My soul with peace shined

Along with the flowers,

the wind moving from the south

brought me fresh warmth.

A warmth I could only dream of

There the tree rested

And there my life’s tale was retold

rooted strong with the sound of quiescence

I am here

I am here, said I

I have flown across the seas

Journeyed long for mercy

Across the borders and cliffs

Here I am, said I

Here with the flowers of life

Renewed with the rising of the sun

I am here

For where I land is where I am

The Soul of a Diamond

Beautiful heart, beautiful girl
Sitting by the rosaceae stream
She says she’s got more,
More glory to live
More ground to land
Mind, soul and body
All perfected for imperfections

A canvass and she paints
A pen and she writes
Backwoods and she crafts

Beautiful ways, beautiful girl
Standing up to confusion
Eyes to eyes
More zeal to live
More thirst to quench
Lips, hairs and cheeks
All perfected for perfections

Give her a smile and she’ll laugh
Give her her freedom and she’ll roam
Wings spread wide out
Out to fly above the stress down below

Intricate shine, Beautiful girl
Growing into the shape
Of a wiser woman
Always glowing with a rising shine
a shine known only to the intricate soul of a diamond

Stolen Innocence

Dapple dapple, young moon
Young ones dragged out of sleep
Across the cape, they roam
Dust to skins
Brown Queens painted with heat

Savannah, savannah
Speak, speak
Speak to me
Whisper those secrets
Tell me where my innocence might be
Amongst the killers of nations?
Dividers of unity?
Destroyers of Kings and Queens?

Savannah, oh savannah
If I look across your side
Will my innocence meet eyes?

Whisper, whisper
Whisper these things to me
Old soul holding the hills
Sands carrying mother earth
Grumble out those foot prints
And lead me to the very ends
where my innocence may one day
revisit the cries of a mother

Mild as May

Senseless fun
Smoking cigarettes during breakfast
No reason to fill my lungs with nicotine
Methanol never tasted this crisp
My body reacts to my new found habit
I knew I was coming to this point in my life
If life doesn’t kill me
Marlboro will

A Talk With Kendrick Lamar

Locked in my room
Facing my fears
The wall’s bleeding pain
The world’s closing in
In a box
Without a hint of help
Left to make sand turn gold
Last year rocked the boat
Now I’m shaking with the waves

Passed out on the floor
Liquor in my breath
Called for death
But only God replied: divine revelations

My vision replenished
Tell me more, Lord
Fill me up as my soul rages
I only ask to see the next sun
For tonight has me caged without light

When you’re alone
Without the heat of friendship
Winter never seemed colder
Lost in the jungle
Thoughts going round about
Forgetting my name
A name that holds my destiny

Now back into my vision
Left rejuvenated with
a light before the sight of life
In my heart, a song sang
Voluptuous, as my heart picked up beat
Within me I hear, as my eyes clears away
From the bitterness of regrets

With my name, I remembered
With my name, I am anew
With my name, I shall excel

“Child of the sun,
Child of the your father’s spirit
Holding your people’s way
A voice waiting to be given out
A gift waiting to be given back
So fight the rage, it can never get worse
For every bad moment faced
Comes a lesson truly learned”

Sunset

Watching your body drift
Across the blue hue
The sounds of the crickets
Leap creaking noise into my reddened ears

As the birds fly back to your warmth
I see your shape: life full
Your eyes closed in a state of quiescence

Watching you as you undress
Your form: divine and crescent
Thick scent you bring with you
from the deep ends of the savannah
Welcoming all of us you dare to find air

Yes, I see you
In all your dappled yellow glory

Yes, I see you with my evening by your side

FEAR

Every day, I’m on the run
I hear a loud cry: hungry terror
I turn back and it’s nothing
Black, bleak, pure absence

I’m on the run
But I’m sitting comfortably
in a room full of walls: fear
Bricks encompassing all around me
Bricks I must surely break

I’m on the run from myself
Fear holds strong me by the throat
My breath shortened day after day
I see his eyes, that
Damn devil of the night
His void filling up my lungs
As the bridge goes further from my grasp

I’m on the run
Standing in my ruin
Hear me pick up pace
Heading for that cursed bridge:
Shackles, injustice, unfair,
Shouts the iron holding the bridge

I’m on the run
On the road, in a race
Struggling to hold still
Struggling to keep intact my voice
Struggling to take that leap of faith, that jump
into the infinite: the abyss called life
Who says the bold hold no fear?

I’m on the run
Though I see my goal
That line, the place I must be
Yes! My hands hold the tool
still I ask, “devil of the night, will you leave me be?”
I see his wicked smile, that ancient house
“Your soul or mine?” I ask.
“Your soul and mine,” he replies.

I’m on the run
Closing my eyes, hands clenched
About to take that leap
That deep long breath
Across the road, life awaits: she stands
“Take it and leave everything alone,” she tells me.
“So darling let me in, let me in
and I’ll take care of you,” she sings.

The Way Ahead

Speaking from a broken record
Hearts finding balance in
the warmth of fresh air
A collision of burden souls moving
through the path of one redemption
All guided by a voice saying,
“Our story has been found”
Now remains, the will, the way:
Peseverance needed for completion