Friday, May 21, 2010

sweeping clean the street

no Master, allow me to apologies

for I thought you were my protector
little did i know that you are my detractor
sorry I forgot it isn’t personal , you are just contracted
told and ordered by the deceiving dictator

master i am a little distracted
i wonder why i am restricted
by this foreign evil creator’s instructions

it was nice master when we all celebrated
a couple of years ago, when we all felt liberated
when we felt extremely victorious
now everyone seems simply vicious

and i whose face is pale and dry
have to make way before the world makes it here
i am forsaken for i am considered unfitting and dirty
my master believe i can no longer be here

hence I feel like an orphan hidden in the back room
as guest dine and wine in the leaving room
what is so awful about my poverty
i am no thief nor murderer i am just poor

i see you clean well
with your guns you sweep souls like dirt
wish you could sweep the parliament
rid all scum and their scams and leave me alone!

all I can do is to paint the town
dull, gray, and dirty black and pink
i am just a constant reminder
of vicious acts the world would like to forget!!

Sing Along Somebody

Somebody,

Anybody,

sing me a sweet song

Something gentle

Something smooth

Something soothing

I would like to jive

To the rise of jembes

The melodies of

roaring marimbas

My heart beat

Yearn for earthly

Sounds of harmony

The rhythm of hands clapping

Feet stamping

Come on my Africa

Clap, clap and stamp

Let your voice rise

Soothe the ears of the world

Ease the tension in between

With your harmonic wisdom

Sing, somebody

sing ,anybody

sing, everybody

sing,

I sing

Sing along!

shadow of my heart

come with me to a place in my private space

where the shadow of my heart reside

come lean on my shoulder where peace obtained citizenship

where your worries will be held in my two arms

and your burden will be lifted out of your way.


come with me...

to a place only you may enter

a place in the shadow of my heart

where the hot summer day is filtered as per your desire

where your sweet heart will no no pain by my hands


your royal highness, your mighty crown awaits you

come be the queen and I the servant shall serve you

I will be your Knight if you let me

I will brighten your nights just let me

my soul is bare and in your arms

my heart is pure and all yours


come with me to a place where the shadow of my heart rules

where every thought is inspired by your spark

where your glow is welcomed as heavenly gift

come light my fire...!