Who am I?
Looking at the mirror
I have no clue
Though I know me
Me as in, myself
But when I look
I see blank
Where is happiness?
I mean the pursuit of it
I am trying
Trying to find me
Though all is blank
Blank with no face
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Simple Moments // Addis Ababa Origins (i)
At night
Words come out easier
Hence, let me paint a moment
A sunny afternoon, it was
Stomach rumbling
Hunger, probably
No, definitely
Fast food or local grub?
Some ribs for the soul
Not vegan?
Personally, mentally
not there yet
Sitting there outside, beneath the shade
Munching like I’d smoked some green
Maybe?
Who knows?
Only I, of course
Reeling forward
Bite after bite, cave man style
Mango juice drinking, getting full
Spring season, sprinting by
There, caught in that second,
I see her, sight her
Her scent?
Too far, she was
Her, waiting for the 67 bus
Standing there, someone I must now
Her skin furnace shining,
Her beauty diamond demanding
Goddess, she is
Go talk to her?
What?
Me?
Yes!
We, my mind replies
Two minutes of gathering courage
Cleaned my act, face wiped away cowardice
Standing up, her view in front
Gradually, I pick up pace
The closer I approach
The further back my words run away
Up close now,
Lavender, subtle scent
Natural spring, somewhere in Addis Ababa
Shea butter, her scent I mean
She turns, my heart stops
Her eyes piercing mine, curious
Words
Words, where at thou?
Staring, she keeps
You hungry? I manage
What? She stares puzzled
Jesu Christi!
Yeah lunch, you hungry? I persevere
For a second,
her face brightens
Will you go away afterwards? She asks
Yes, I will definitely go away into space after a moment with you
More sunshine, her glow brightening………
Yeah at night
These simple moments come to mind faster
Although morning comes by rising, bird whistling
Another night,
Continuation maybe?
African Days Vision
In five years,
Sipping kunu, no processed drinks
Just sunshine, close to the beach
Possibly Cape Town?
Uganda or maybe suburban Lekki?
In five years,
Sitting, newspaper flipping
Tilapia on burner,
sizzling,
getting flipped
Beautiful music played on vinyl
King Sunny Ade, high life soaking
In five years,
I picture myself blessed with love
Away from the towers and rusts
Back home in huts and on red soils
Savannah nights experienced daily,
Freely, and
brightly
Special Moments
Very rare,
the light shines
from the outside
Even rarer,
when the outside remains
Thinking Out Loud
Another heated day in Babylon’s grip, trapped
Living in a newly created generation: impatient
Birds; programmed; hidden, parading the middle-eastern skies, hunting
Tower tips still reaching up high, God vexing
Oxygen circulated, stagnant in dense smoky air: toxicity
Plants replacing, chemical mass murdering: stomach lynching
Stress filled disease spread, screen-coated as breaking news; shortened memory
Mechanical sounds screeching down below, disorderly
Dollar emoji’s stamped on flicking hands; vanity feeding
Truth, sweetly twisted into diamond fantasies, man-made blasphemy
I, swamped,
amidst these genocide happenings, skin deep battles
I, just another
Bini skinned man, walking,
freedom searching, motherland tunes singing
I, just another
sun touched man
thinking out loud in Babylon’s gaze; uncannily
Your Own Savior
When darkness clouds your soul
Every inch you move, pure abyss
Seeking faith, finding sin and bliss
Times like this comes aplenty
with rage full of storm battles
Destroying all you had built
At the end, after darkness eats you up
At the end of the day
know you were built to overcome evil
So carry that cross, that heavy baggage
Carry it well and God will be waiting for you at the cross.
seekin vanity // only 4 tonite
I seek no further grace
No more mercies, i’ve fallen too far
Just need me in that white coupe
Wings touching the skies tip
Life is that bitch
So imma pull out quick
I seek no further grace
No more favors, ive given too much
Just need my girl in that benz
Wheels shinning pure gold
Life is just a rat race
So imma blaze off on these 22s
Life sure is that bitch
with devil horns and tattoos full of thorns
always givin out pain
never wanting to receive hope
thats all i know
all ive seen these past years
I seek no eternal redemption
Just immortal vanity, only for tonight
back n forth
I read and look
for meaning within the book
With faith, i search
still i refuse to believe
Losing myself in babylons grip
Staring at the clouds
Hopin for answers
My sinning ways
keeps me locked, caged
Righteousness and grace
keeping me alive
Livin with traveler’s guilt
Burnin with green and greed
Layin with truth
Dreaming on lies
I recall and recollect, that
I am deep asleep in armageddon city
lung 4 her
Sometimes i shut down
Emotions away
Refusing to look up
Im good love…
Liar eyes
So much fire around
Times like this
I wish i’d hit the dro
Times like this
I wish my lungs were greenfilled
Sometimes i shut down
Lungs tucked,
locked with green
Refusing to look up
Im chilling babe…
Lying scent
So much baggage
Times like this
I wish i’d unwind on her nakedness
Blue linen covering us
Times like this
I wish her kiss could find lips
mine, life within her every tongue touch
What if
What if I, finally awake
Opens hell doors
And find the city in shambles
Thorns interwined
Babies vaccinating
Drugs infesting
Preachers lying
Soil poisoning
Africa draining
Secret power rising
Hate passing
Weapon building
Spirit sinking
Voilence coating
Soul losing
Gold tasting
Zion destroyed
What if I, finally walk out
the world behind
The stars within reach
A new Jerusalem, I hope to see
SIMPLE WORLD 