The lady of the backstage but makes her presence felt in a very unique way. Beauty from inside out. Right from her SA node to the very strands of her hair whether natural or weave-on (lol). The backbone of the Swift shift campaign and one of my sources of inspiration and that is why I even pen down these words. The lady with so many names but not names of shame. But names of love, names of admonishing, names of spice and names of strength and valour. Adorable in nature and so down to earth. No wonder you caught my eyes and eventually rewired the circuitry of the organ that lies within my chest. Don’t be deceived by her cute stature. There’s a lot to be appreciated under the hood just like the engine of a powerful vehicle. I praise you this day because it is apt and well deserved. Sacrifices innumerable have you undertaken just to see your loved ones smile. Well, I must say to you that there is more ahead. This is just the beginning of the race and I know the race wouldn’t be all rosey but with each other I know we can do great things and accomplish all those dreams. God bless your new age and je t’aime beaucoup.
Like seriously! Not the way it may seem But rather what it really is This commodity This priceless commodity we possess As the highest species of the land Is the most precious gift ever given to ma…
Not the way it may seem
But rather what it really is
This priceless commodity we possess
As the highest species of the land
Is the most precious gift ever given to man
Our distillery our refinery
Our granary Our artillery
Money-making machines some may call it
The central focus of the central nervous point
Integration and interpretation at its best
How incredible this soft tissue is
Meandering upon meandering like the course
Of the river that starts off and ends in the dying embers of its life
Each with a particular target
A particular goal
A particular objective
A particular aim
A particular action or thought
Who can comprehend
Who can fathom
Left for right, right for left
A brother cannot decipher what the other contains
At any point in time
It is what it is and can never seem to be more than what it is…
I unfolded like a table cloth spread across a dining table with no idea of my fate in this alien society. The ambience around me as chilly as nothing I could compare. Green in the world, then I went forth on my adventure.
Oh and I suffered a great fall. A fall that broke my ties with the mother vine. A graceful but yet frightening fall. With so many views coming across to me to my uttermost amazement. Water below and the sky as my roof and hat. Anxiety and self preservation filled my thoughts and my mind wondered. Softly, I landed feeling the icy cold tingling sensation around my body going down to the core of my soul. From left to right I swayed not being able to navigate. Resistance I employed but was a lost cause. Then and only then I resolved to allow myself to be carried by the current to whichever place I was destined to be. I was crushed by rocks and my feeble frame shuddered. And then a strange face looked down upon me in the water. Then the water around began to swirl and it was like the water was being sucked up into a cavity within this face. I was caught up in this chaos and I entered this space. Just as I was beginning to determine my bearing, a force so great suddenly pushed me out into the open and back into the water that had carried me thus far. The slippery nature of the new environment now mixed with the old one. I could not fathom what had just happened to me. But for what laid ahead was even greater. Now my conveyer began to slow down almost grinding to a halt. Then my conveyer and I entered an undergrowth full of tall slender stalks. As I came to a halt I began to notice my surrounding. I saw around me shapes that were round and flat just like me. A midline scar just like mine. But hey wait a minute something was different. Their look, their complexion was different. They looked brown and golden. Then a voice beckoned to me. A feminine voice. It came from underneath a pile of these brown golden things. She looked half brown and half green. I asked,” why are you here and what’s happening to you?” She replied saying that this was the fate of all our kind and that i was even lucky to meet someone there at least to give me fore knowledge. I asked ,”is it painful?” She replied saying that it wasn’t for we were to meet those who had come before us in a new land full of bliss. I wasn’t so sure how I felt but a smile beamed from my lips and then she browned out and I began to change gradually into this same colour I had seen. What a transformation this was! A great feeling this was… To meet my parents perhaps and others of my kind.
And I braced myself and waited upon the hour when I would be golden brown. I was gone…
Aspirations and ambitions
Past, present and future at play
Without these time would be defied
Would time exist at all
From a babe to a hag or old cronies
The timeline says it all
Could anything upset this balance?
Certainly not? Just wait and see
I was born
I laughed and even scorned others
All in the joy of my youth
Increase, plenty, abundance
Significance? Not well understood
I trudge on
Climbing against the rungs of this ladder
A slip and it all ends
So I must be careful
I have lived life for two decades and some more
I look back and feel the pleasure of how I have lived it
Looking back and that is when I let go of the rings and
A massive fall it was
Falling into nothingness
Into perfect emptiness
And the insect bite leaves a mark as I stare in astonishment
I am but still a dozen years on the planet earth
Pa! Sounds awkward to you
But not to me
Ma! Sounds strange to thy ears
But not to mine
Mummy mummy I say
She feels the weight of my call
Prompt is her response
The call to duty
Daddy daddy I say
He recognises distress
And swift to the call he is
Probing and perusing
To distinguish pain from joy
Your surname hits you like a tornado
Springing you from all stupor
And conferring responsibility
And alertness upon thy brow
My call your alert
Your call my alert
Thy call tells me a lot
A feeling of respect
Thou hast given me through thy appellation
Dost thou despise me?
Dos thou revere me?
This I see in thy attribute towards me
So would you and you and YOU
Be circumspect about thy calling of thy brethren
Watch therefore for thy dignity lay within thy birth
Thy birth which confereth that entity
A NAME, A NAME, A NAME!
Do we really need other people to feel good
I find this very fascinating when some people are not able to thrive without being in the company of others. Is this conformity I see taking charge of body, soul and mind?
Is this feeling of belonging a positive substance or a negative one? Guess the question is left to those who go through this process every other day.
The state of our being is controlled by our minds. Our thinking defines us and creates a paradigm that we abide by. Why would I allow actions to be controlled by the company in which I find myself. One man’s actions determine what I do? Very intimidating and daunting. Uneasiness and prickly needles that should. Willy nilly we must be who we are. Why should we be afraid of self? Self defines us. Our very roots and origin.
Pretence and hypocrisy place on no higher pedestal. Miscommunication is the order of the day and agree or not, true friends we would lose.