There’s a sugary kind of kindnessThat can overwhelm the sensesWhere smiles lose their mesmerizing powerAnd niecities fail to create genuine connection.Good manners and politenessHave their placeBut our hearts need more than coddling.We need insulin-Truth telling and boundary-settingThat keep our souls in check.It is good to be kind and to speak gentlyBut it is no substitute […]
Read more "Insulin"Good excuses have a limitAnd there are a finite numbers of fingersYou can use to point at others.There are, however,Infinite possibilities that arise fromOwning your toxicity.Your attitudeYour lack of gratitudeAnd the way in which you allow the pastTo play out in your present story.This is where the adventure of your life resides-What will you do […]
Read more "Owning your toxicity"Some of us are used to struggle.We learned early on to make doWith the little we got,Sit with our lotAnd plant daffodilsIn the wreckage-Half expecting them to die.So when there’s so much goodness in the airAnd the things I prayed forAre staring me back in the faceI start to wonder if I’m the kind of […]
Read more "Waiting for the other shoe to drop"Light up a dark roomOr burn down the whole thing-The choice is yours.Coming from povertyIs not a prelude to corruption,Broken families don’t singularly serve as the substrateFor a broken life-It is only paraffin.Cards dealt,Not destiny secured.In the end He will not ask usWhat brand of paraffin was usedOr how fairly it was distributedBut only what […]
Read more "Paraffin"On days when I have no soft landingYou are the cosmic pillowWhere I can lay my head.On nights where tears won’t stop flowingYour Hand finds its wayTo cradle my soul,When my faults have overtaken meYou come running with mercyThat outpaces my sorrow.Here in the cragsWith nowhere else to turnI know You see my gentle frameAnd […]
Read more "Crags"We do not find confidence in a good circumstanceBut in a good God.The money in the bank will flutterLike the wings of a restless bird –She will not perch on your shoulder forever.The regard of men is a shrinking resourceFor no matter how loud the applauseIt will eventually peter out.There is no firmer footing thanSunday […]
Read more "Sunday Confidence"The God who draws us nearPulling us out of deep cavernsLifter of our heads.His eye lands on the weakAnd seeks opportunityTo lend strength.He breathes lifeWhere death residesThe rot does not disgust Him.Where else can the broken goFor succor?
Read more "Wa modimo ya ekatametsang"He has invited us to come and let our broken selves die. We have chosen to nurse the monsters within us. He asked us to give up our lives We feel obliged to submit to no one. He has shown us that we need saving We have decided to try save ourselves. The Gospel of […]
Read more "The Gospel of Self"A land of great promise.A nation teeming with potential.Raising up a generation that isYet to see this promise fulfilled,Far from seeeimg the good of all these so-called possibilities,The bread basket has been emptyFor a while nowYet somehow there are some among us who are bloated from consumption.This is what it’s like to be raised inA […]
Read more "A nation of constraints"Hail hail. All glory be To the Almighty Dollar That validates me. Nothing can keep a soul chasing Or a heart pining Quite like money. What else can elevate you to the stars When you possess it And leave you for dead in the dumps In its absence? Is there a more potent drink known […]
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