I CAN (Have faith in me)
Inspired by: YOU
For: The Youth
From the Genesis of my life,
You filled me with false evidence that appeared real on my face.
I tried to change the pace,
But I was young & I hardly knew mission so I lost the race.
You forgot to tell me it was possible,
Or should I say you did it intentionally thinking you’re on top of your game.
To you I will not put the blame.
Because if I do so life will remain the same while I daily pray for change.
Hold on!! Stay with me on my story.
I know it’s been a while and it’s hard for you to say you’re sorry.
SHH!! Take a moment of silence.
Close your eyes and relax your senses,
Never again will I let you take your chances.
Today it’s my day but revenge is not the case.
If you’re still not satisfied you can start the chase.
I’m far ahead of you now I’m the future,
By living the dreams of King Martin Luther.
Keeping my head forward (future) and refer to the past (history).
As I genetically match the D.N.A of Hector Peterson,
I never loose hope, Holly Spirit is my medicine.
You did not believe in me but I will be the first.
I’m not friends with selfishness, so I represent the rest.
If I don’t make it today, I will fight to be the next.
I certainly know I’m related to 1976,
But you must not forget you named me 2009.
I’m not saying this to make you feel bad.
I’m just trying to state the fact that “I CAN”
If you have faith in me I promise to be the “THE BEST”
Memories
They can be full of laughter
Can make you cry whenever they come to you
They can change your whole life
If you dance to their chime
Could make you want to change the future
They will always be your teacher
With them you can conquer the world
just believe, trust and learn from them
They can make you sad
Fill you with endless grief
Which blows off with the help of time
Although you can never go back to change them
They can help you modify whats to come
Love and embrace them
Because they are only whats left of
The people you loved
The dreams you had which
You might be living now
The mistakes you made
Only if you learn from them
The feelings you had
The things you wanted to change
Everything that could help you to look forward
Memories will always be there
To be our daily guide
To a life we’ve always wished for
For the things that wont fool or trick us again
Never forget them because
Then you wont have a solid ground
To always stand upon…
our love
Our love is something that consists
Of passion, hopes and dreams
It’s not subject to passing whims
Or to life’s extremes
Our love is a simple reality
On which we can depend
It’s solid, pure and special
Our love will never end
Our love is a strong foundation
A deep and lasting emotion of
Warmth and tenderness and
Mutual devotion
Our love is an unseen force
That keeps us two together
Safe against life’s pressures
We have each other forever
My darling
You are so easy to love
I see my dreams of yesterday, my
Happiness of today and the joy of my
Tomorrow, all that because of
Our love
empty dreams
he always wondered what they meant
when they said, “may all your dreams come true!”
he never knew, if it was his nightly dreams
or his life long desires, which were referred to
because night time dreams, were just a mixture
of meaningless mixed up, day time events
combined with life time desires
and past times occurred
and emotions un vent
and if dreams were that
then what were his life dreams to be,
if he had not dreamed it yet?
it would seem that the dreams they referred to
were more than the colours he saw in his night time bed
but were supposed to be
his hopes, and plans, which lay ahead
of which he had none
as the life sucking
breath sapping, activity
between day dreams
and night dreams
consumed him, to death
22 June 2007
I am a dreamer
I am the joy in the happiness cried for
The remedy for the poison world ate
The son of the summer rain
Pouring from the blue sky on a sunny day
I walk down the street of death fearlessly
I give the hopeless halcyon life
For I am a dreamer
I am the edge of the Hercules sword
That thrust against vicious death hungry for human life
I make the earth quake with my voice
I stand on the mountain and greet the world
With African drums backing me up
I make music with my thoughts
For I am a dreamer
I am the colours of rainbow
After heavy floods of blood rains in Africa
I am the rising sun of hopes and dreams of peace in Middle East
I fight for serenity for I’m the soldier of the world
I watch the sun rise, go down and rise again
For I sleep with eyes open
I see the dawn bringing signs of happiness
For I never see negative
My eyes are diamonds with golden sight
For I am a dreamer
I build castles of dreams in world of nightmares
My vision is unstoppable
For I am a dreamer
I am a dreamer
I am the joy in the happiness cried for
The remedy for the poison world ate
The son of the summer rain
Pouring under the blue sky on a sunny day
I walk down the street of death fearlessly
I give the hopeless ones halcyon life
For I am a dreamer
I am the edge of the Hercules sword
That thrust against vicious death hungry for human life
I make the earth quake with my voice
I stand on the mountain and greet the world
With African drums backing me up
I make music with my thoughts
For I am a dreamer
I am the colours of rainbow
After heavy floods of blood rains in Africa
I am the rising sun of hopes and dreams
Of peace and justice in Middle East
I fight for serenity for I’m the soldier of the world
I watch the sun rise, go down and rise again
For I sleep with eyes open
I see the dawn bringing signs of happiness
For I never see negative
My eyes are diamonds with golden sight
For I am a dreamer
I build castles of dreams in world of nightmares
My vision is unstoppable
For I am a dreamer
Story of my life
My rhymes are dope,
my crimes are rope hanging.
I bought a car, now I'm broke
as I try to impress this group
of chicks from Mount Coke.
I'm in depth of perfect lines
My pick up lines are ancient
My soul's wounded
My mind ignores my heart
I have no strength to draw courage from
I am down and out!
I write perfect poetry only in my dreams
and that is the story of my life.
Close to my Heart
Green pastures with handful of cattle.
A number of sheep feed on grass
Grey haired men sip beer by the
kraal in turns, all in good terms.
All but meaningless in most worlds
There is so much love in this house,
one would build a pyramid of joy.
People feed on dreams and hope.
Little kids walk and poke for a mile,
looking for a seed of weed to feed, not dope.
Graduate to men before a while.
But respect shines like the clean
pots displayed over that old rag.
Children with thin legs and sparse hair,
black, dirty but not pigs starve in most times.
Surviving on mealies and greens
Meat only on custom days.
Scaling toothless grannies with cracked knees,
live on in hope still with childhood
gaping heart wounds.
Appalling circumstances to grow seeds,
but yet leaders are groomed in these rooms.
Principle hammered into mind with kind.
Such place is close to my heart.
People read and leave but
these greens are never empty.