Thursday, 9 November 2017
Friday, 3 November 2017
It’s okay to be disappointed
It’s okay to go through stuff
Worry not for a relationship that never worked.
Worry not of the what ifs.
Curves are part of the road,
So are up hills and uncontrolled down hills!
Brave the weather,
Destination home is beckoning!
Never laugh at them.
Laugh with them!
They are short sighted.
Leave them behind, they’re another station.
Cherish every moment.
Some have only bad moments.
Solace is only found in Him!
Monday, 14 August 2017
Bales of an illicit cash crop where found offloaded somewhere in Mashonaland.
The driver is said to have escaped with an undisclosed amount of hard currency.
It all looked staged.
Sounds fabricated like the following whatsapp chat;
TINDO: All that grass gone to the state🙄
MUNYA: Pakaipa ras; we will need inside info as to where they're going to supply it.
TINDO: Supply my foot😝 no supplying is going to happen; that grass is for their own use I tell you ras; they will give it to the graduate vendors, the useless youth in the villages, their meceneries in uniform and their children too 😂😂😂
MUNYA:😂😂😂 Graduate Vendor.
TINDO: Don't forget 'Mahavamu' 😂😂😂😂
MUNYA: 😂😂😂😂😂; we are laughing but the price is going to rise.
TINDO: 😕😕😕; yah that too.
Yah the chat might have been fabricated but whats real is that the state has been left with a challenge of how its going to get rid of the herbs; they have two options though, to burn it on a pyre; risking the citizens getting high from the wind.
Or they can economically destroy the herbs, don't ask me how.
Either way the citizens are going to be high!
Thursday, 27 July 2017
Forget the muggings, forget the stabbings, this time it was the real thing.
I blamed myself for not fighting back.
"Please call the police, I have been hijacked." I told him and then I started crying.
"We have called the police and they are on their way." Then I cried more.
"May you please call my wife..." They called her, she screamed, I cried.
Special mention to Common Ground Church, Wynberg Congregation Eldership team for facilitating a professional trauma counsellor.
I saw her dying.
They watched her dying.
I watched her dying.
She watched herself dying.
And dying she never stopped.
Dying a slow painful death.
But would you want to die in public?
Strangers watching you die?
Strangers loving every second of your dying?
Strangers uploading pictures of your dying body?
'She brought it on herself.' They told me.
Everyone judged and condemned her.
They said society was better served with less of her kith and kin;
One less gangster Mama.
Her death was a morning entertainment.
Her bloodless eyes were open and unseeing.
She was lying on her side like a dying dog.
She shut and opened her mouth,
No sound came out,
Only her head was moving.
Her life flowing away with the rain.
And her unseeing eyes watched too.
A sibling who will never share a family moment again.
A friend who will never crack a joke again.
A lover who will never love again.
She was someone dying!
Sunday, 9 April 2017
Myself and I thinking my things.
Things that make things happen.
Them things happening and still to happen.
The things I think have taken me a mile.
A mile to think things over.
My thoughts full of things.
Things that I can share.
The things that intoxicates way more than the legalized herb.
Things to think and do.
To do things and enjoy things.
To enjoy the things that I have.
I have the things to love.
To love the things that I have.
They are worth my time and attention.
Attention to all the things I think.
I think these things need sharing.
Sharing the things we have is a blessing.
A blessing it is to think our things.
My things infused with reality.
Reality of things is not to be ignored.
Ignored things tend to be a pain.
Pain of things that were never thought.
Touch not my things with tainted hands.
Hands that have handled foreign things.
Foreign things needs a foreign understanding.
Understanding the things you think is a priority.
Saturday, 4 March 2017
Heal themselves with love
Unflawed caring flow from their being
Care not for the wrongs
For the righteous path is the only way
Like birds they sail through the winds of happiness
Like birds they sail above clouds of hate and hurt
Minds fresh and free from prejudices
Inner eyes see no evil
Inner ears hear no evil
The lips speaking life and love
Know no race
Know no hurt
Their roots are sunk in love
They trust without questioning
Their love has no conditions
Love makes the world go round
Peace prevails when you are peaceful
Laughter has always and will always be the best medicine
Togetherness is oneness
Jealous is the mother of all turmoils
Stinginess is for those crippled in the mind
Sorrow will erode their happiness
Anger will destroy their peace and tranquility
Hate will lead them to destruction
The world out there cares not for the purity of the soul!
Sunday, 26 February 2017
Happily never after.
No one knows the aftermath,
No one cares for the aftermath,
Everyone is busy with the present moment.
Worry not of the morning after,
For today is here to stay.
Sell yourself to the highest bidder,
For the profits are yours to exploit.
Feel free to do the doing,
For the consequences are to be enjoyed by generations to come.
Minding your own business guarantees success,
For you are the only person who can do it better.
Minding your own business is the best thing you can ever do,
For your business is for you to mind!
Enjoy the sun while its dark,
For the light distorts the rays.
Keep it low my friend,
The skies belong to the Eagles.
Tell us not of the world beyond,
For your vision is suspect!
Worry not about karma,
For this world belongs to the ruthless and pretenders.
Crush them with your selfishness,
For no one cares to listen to their wailings!
Fear not of karma,
None of us is here for the long haul.
Keep your hands firmly on yesterday,
And see if today cares.
Don't talk of tomorrow,
Today is still happening.
Open your nostrils and get intoxicated by the caffeine,
For happily ever after is for day dreamers!
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