Empty spoken words barking in silence

 

Vocals are deadly silent

Truth remains un-spoken

Utterances depict lies

Story telling rewards goes to the biggest liars.

 

One more time

The people shall cross The Powerful X on paper

Some blindly in confusion

Others drowning in hope for better tomorrow

 

Many remain trapped in their lives’ silence

While the crocodile tears turns into tender hands

Political right to mass deception goes on

Brewed in the belly of the beast

One more time, the nation fed hunger.

 

The nation fed hunger will grow to be angry

Will rise into desperate songs of confusion

Anger marinated with temporary “governance promise”

Will drag the people back to stone age, back to slavery.

Back into the hands of sorrow, sorrow and sodomy.

X- POWER Once Again

The periodic feeling
Is back in the southern life
Battles of a better lie
Flying against believable lies
In the ears of hopeless voters
Whose decision are enslaved by fears
Fears of the past and fears of the future

Those who tasted tender money
Afraid of tender changes
In favor of the their stomach
They sure will cast the expected “X”
Hoping for a continuous meal
Only on the bigger dish in time to come

The southern enigma
Now they showcase their idols tricks
Multilingual and vocal singers for now
As they continue to play mind games
The nation remains the lottery ticket

Like gamblers hoping for better cards
So remains the political leaders
As the time wheel roll one more time
Still praying that the listeners are not paying attention
For they know only the nation’s attention
Can prevent political lies from fermenting.

Silence is loud

 

Silence is loud

 

Vocals are deadly silent

Truth remains un-spoken

Utterances depict lies

Story telling goes to the biggest liars.

One more time

The people shall cross the x on paper

Yet still remain trapped in their lives’ silence

I am coming home

 

I am coming home

Coming out to my Africa

In the rain

In the sun

With the wind

I am winding in Africa

My home,

my Africa

 

I have had my share of darkness

Today I will step for Africa

I will sing for my hope

Today I am home

I shall rise

Ooh,

I shall rise

 

See me now

Know me now

I am an African child

I am home

Home with hope

Let me be

I am,

I will be

I am home

 

For all seasons I shall season

All days I will find my delight

I shall rise

With hope I shall rise

I my home I will rise

I am home

Coming home to be home

I am Africa

I shall rise

Smile me with you

 

Smile with you

 

I want to be happy

You got to be happy too

You are the smile of the world

So am I, we all are

We are the smile of the earth

 

Remember not to hurt me

I want to remember your smile

Give me hope

Together we can share our home

I want to remember your miles

With millions smiles

 You paint me

 

Your smile painting my face with light

Your soothing words bless my heart

Your leave light shining in my hut

With you by my side, I am all alive         

 

Do frown not your face for me

Shed no tear in my name

I would drown in your tears

Your heart is my home dear

 

I forgot how to be happy without your joy

You the engine of my soul, my joy

Smile my love I will shine your love

Even in shackles, my heart desires only you

 

Paint me like your dearest wall

With your heart, declare me the masterpiece

I shall abide by the move of your hands

I am yours to carry me brighter days.

 Man up to a blessing

 

Besides all locks and shackles

Halls, boarders and constituencies

Rise to your duties

Rise

Rise like you rose on the night

This time rise on your feet

With your fist in an eternal battle

Fatherly battle against all odds

 

Lay off the excuse

You were not invited the holy second

Seek know invite to your holy duties

Remember the night you saw your seed

Bless it with responsibility that a man should be

No excuse is good enough

Rise for the offspring’s of your divine hunger

 

Shake your body like you did before

Be a blessing you are designed to be

Never mind your pocket

Take time to be a blessing you are.

Times are changing

 You could have been panther

Tiger or cheetah some time in life

Look down carefully

Roar with care

Listen to the sound of your voice, tiger

Careful with the spear

Hands don’t shake by themselves

Beware what the night-lights tell you

The shadow in the eyes

Talks to your instinct

Listen panther before you jump the street

Careful it might be a very huge bridge

 

Sing, yesterday a panther I was

Careful the brawl you stand for

Wisdom is the friend of time

Time is changing, the fresh of yester year

Is the forgotten memory today

 

Careful tiger

African scales are changing

The mud of yesterday is the rock of today

Rivers have turned to footpath

Panther sniff with care the rise of a new day

Slow down mountains are rescaling

The morning is here a new day is born.

 

Down across edges in all side

I have been down  across edges in all sides,
Smiled when I shouldn't  and laughed to keep at ease.
Lost my senses in search of my soul's comfort.
Like a Sun sliding a distance round in circle I kept going.
Going till the going fealt still, static and stagnating
The enjine in me whines like a hungry child
The melody in me feels no rhythm of lies anymore
All temporary matters begin to shed their skins like snakes in winter
It's all empty now...
The time can't  lie anymore
Byebye my yesterday.

Exceptional

Exceptional beauty

Oh, that beauty, a beauty with a vibe of the morning sound. Like the rise of the sun over African hills, a beauty that say I am beauty and I know it.

A smile miles of joy, like the Nile river, says I am home and here to stay. Beautiful.

True beauty, says make me home, So beautiful it feels like love. It shines the room with its smooth sense. Leading to dance, leading to life,

Beauty is beautiful, it can only be. A reminder of the artist behind every breath of life, master piece by the hands of life. Oh beauty u make me beautiful, u make me happy.

Wake up and rise

Feel the engine bouncing in your chest
Feel the flow of blood running in your body
You are probably human if you can read

Listen to your soul
The song wants to rise
The soul likes to sing
Let the feet feel the surface of the earth
The rose in you wants to rise
And shine for a new day

Break the prison
A smile belongs to the atmosphere
It is meant for the sight of those in your life
Rise from the grave
Wake up, the life is in your attitude
The pave is your emotions
And everything is everything
If you let it be

Fire on my soul

Fire on my soul

Some eyes are made for love
Some can make you love
Others will ice your heart
Or leave fire on your soul
Like the fire on my soul
Burning deep in to my fears
Blood rising
Heart thrilling
Beats still leaving in a moment
Setting down the beast daring to scare me
I feel the fire on my soul
About to rise into air
In war against insanity
In a mission to burn the burden
And raise room for my smile to grow.

BITTER HISTORY

Eyes thrown up above
Looking at sweetly dressed land
The mountains that sings of joy
The horizon in a golden dress
All turned the years at once
The past knock on my memory
My eyes felt tears
I lost my happiness at a glance
Poverty in my hands turned
Extremely a shameful sorrow
My consciousness lost,
no more standing
Sailing over the beach of sorrow
The past bitter and beating my presence
Chasing away my happy day
Singing high and loudly for the truth
The truth of my yesterday
Old news more bitter less sweet
History, cold as the doors of hell
Harmful as terror
I fear the bad past
more as the past drive away my today.

The South Today

Is it the land of the people
as spoken and published to be free
is it a land of the free human spirit
or is it the land where free items
flow from beneath the ground
beneath unknown government flaws

The south,
Is it the land of peaceful souls
Is there a direction in this land
Where are the bodies of life
the roots of knowledge and sanity

Where have the true leaders gone
echoes of conversations sound empty
with little than no wisdom
the news have become continuous strings
of disappointments dancing one after the other

Where have the righteous one gone
how come the world seem to be sailing
into the unknown territory of no hope

Did you do it alone, “Tata”?

My humble apology,
allow me to ask,
perhaps an unfair question,
to such a stalwart, such a great leader
but “tata” I am left with disbelief
these people tell me you are different
they tell me you freed mzanzi
by yourself or with a little help
but I can hear these people
telling their offspring
that “You” are not like us
that “You” are a saint
a man send from straight above
to free the silly nation
that cannot count
add or multiply
“Tata”, is it true
that you are greater than your skin
that you did not take from your forefathers
that you had no brothers holding your arm
as you wrestle the beast
with your bare hand
that you walked the long walk by yourself?

I do recall the names of other legends
nation builders, even your own mentors
and as I recall the many names
I wonder, when did you became the greatest
and the rest become the smallest
the forgotten soldiers of the one movement
the very movement that today landed a golden spoon in your family mouth
the one movement that I remember was meant to free Africa and its offspring
perhaps I skipped a chapter in history
or maybe I am just miseducated

rivers of blood

rivers of blood
in the land of minerals
where the footsteps of the tribal wars once emerged
continue to flow in darkness across the mountains
where the bullets played silly games
in the hands of man fighting for the unknown
as they continue to wait for month end
while the benefactors of war continue to smile
as their body rolls on the paper wealth
the joy in private moments
in shining grounds
the value for money seen by blind souls
as they continue to ignore
the rotten conflict that steals from many
the disappearing of those chasing change
as the poor continue to bleed for a little cents
communities awaits
lies reach boiling point
as conferences and commissions
yet nothing meaningful
and tears continue to flow
on the faces of those swimming in their sweat
the confusion goes on
mountains hungry lions
continue to enjoy the jungle of empty hopes
as the nation forget the past
the dead fade away
the judge will be lost in space.

Not love

If it wishes you more painful days
desires to see tears in your heart
while preaching of your sad day to come
you better know that it is not love

if it whispers you fading fate
to all ears that dream of your sinking days
and smiles happily when you fall and hit the ground
continuing to sing songs that mocks your steps
it ain't love at all

for love cherish the small things in you
and acknowledges the fair moves in your feet
while praying for your strength to rise
against the odds piling on you way

it wishes you wings to see you across
the trouble times and sad days
hoping the knight in you will rise a hero
in a brand new day to come
it wishes for a dance in your arms
and hopes of roses in your life
sweet gentle roses whose thorn no harm

love, oh love never wishes you bad.

lost in the jungle of the world

the journey through the world
never promised an easy smooth sailing session
the roads lead to many ways
some rotating around the foolish fires
others rising into the mountain
where jackals and lions await
often the silent footpath
may lead to the doors of sinking world
where some smiles are real and others are traps
the talks of promises some cheap others empty
with a very few being real

the journey becomes a puzzle
as we continue to step back and forth
often like dancing yet without rhythm
hearts beating and jumping and skipping
as some dreams fade in the hands of the shallow company
the days rising and shaking confusingly
with the rise of each day the jungle earth
and the journey through life
becomes more and more of a riddle
leading minds to be lost in the jungle

hope may prevail
dreams may rise
hopefully the heart will feel the proper beat
and the dance of nature shall rise
life between hands will be save
hopefully,

Emperor toilet roll

Sorry emperor toilet roll
you sure didn't see the wind come
once you let the dirty war
tussled leaders beyond your reach
you joined the battle against the renaissance man
in fear of the no nonsense leader of the pack
like a man knowing his golden seat in the empire
you stood up singing alongside the spear
as many spear rise into the cloud
calling for a change of order
time couldn't be waited
as your side pushed by power hungry desires
pushed away a better life for all
in favour of the few hungry moguls

Oh emperor toilet roll
did you forget that the roll that wipes
the hidden parts of the body
is to be flushed away at the end of the jop
sorry emperor
now the wealth spins out of the fingers
the farms fly away
the jail doors keep inviting
sorry mister
sorry the emperor
may be the sun will rise again and see you dry

fly away

soothing demon
who lies with gentle sound
singing gentle angels of sins
step your steps away from my heart
allow my pure soul to rise above your shadows
let the echoes of your victories drown alone
don't take a look at me
I am no mirror image of your heart
fly away
let the dirty wings carry you away
into the unknown world
where no pure souls exist
far from the world where human souls leaves
disappear from my territory
fly away into the world of the hallow spirit
where your powers belong
goo bye spirit of negativity
my world could use a better feeling