Death

darkness such a grave colour
with coldness roaming around
death a long lost friend of life
sleep that is alleviated by nothing
that brings only sorrow to the beloved
loss of the great and inferior with no difference
lost love that perish with dust six feet
wooden box that bring tears like rain
tears that cleanse the soul over the loss
why do we cry?is it because they are no more
or to fill the void? take it easy and calmly accept
that you can not change overtime.
feeling of emptiness because happiness is compromised
maybe the write feeling description is betrayal
because you lost something unexpectedly
with grief that brings numbness everywhere.

THE JUNE 16TH-YOUTH DAY_SA

HISTORIC MOMENTS!

The youth day public holiday of South Africa was legislated into a public holiday not because of the horrific turn out of the Soweto uprising in June of 1976 but for the effect the riot had on the apartheid regime and liberation of the country.the students of the century had recognised that the then government was dictating/oppressing them by forcing them to learning some subjects in afrikaans the language of the government that if dehumanizing them and not recognising the african race at large.the youth of then saw it fit that they have to take a stand against this movement the government has put forth to the students and show intolerance that they shall not learn with afrikaans.

Not realising that what they were planning to do was not only going to liberate them only but the whole country.their agreement on the match was that they going to peacefully demonstrate their dispute against the government with respect but it turned into a blood shedding even as some students have lost their lives in that event although the results of the motion did not take place right away but after that event there was change and their fight probed the apartheid government which allow the freedom fighters to soldier on with their campaigns to liberate the country. Amongst the lives that were lost is Hector Pieterson a young boy 12 years of age whom is celebrated and the government dedicated his life by building a commamorium centre called Hector Pieterson square where all the students of Soweto uprising are honoured.

(PICTURE TAKEN IN 1976)

A holiday that has so much history that is too important for our country and liberal minds that have fought for us in the country is poorly celebrated. Youth kill each other on this day every year under the influence of alcohol in place were that youth was not thinking and when one check in those hangout groups that take place only a handful of the youth there have certificates of higher education where those students wanted to go and empower themselves.

UPRISING MONUMENT OF THE TENACIOUS STUDENTS-TRUE LEADERS

This holiday to me by my observation has lost its value to the citizens because it is celebrated in ways that don’t make sense to why it was legislated in the first place. I just don’t know what we can say we can call this holiday and I guess maybe we can just denounce it from the national roll and just have a normal day. Then those that find mean to the date in their dairies can tell stories to their new generation about how this country came to be free from oppression and maybe when we look at it that way thing will make sense better. Our children will understand and accept that, that needed to happen so things would better for the future and that is how we have restored balance in our land to minimize inequality and someone being more superior to others. i am just saying!

21ST CENTURY(playful youth with no goals)

WHO IS GOING TO CELEBRATE OUR EXISTENCE(youth of 21st century)?

Women

women people of elegance

made of fragile temper

made to function with a substance

substance that makes them be superb individuals

people of order, harmony and humbleness but expressive nature

 a substance that can rage their awesome nature

and bring a cloud of Cynicism

why would you make a women crazy?

are you not appreciative of the harmonious field they portray that you activate them

women people of the wolf descend without the smell that repel but that lures

people with a latent hunger for love only activated by affection

women, center of the creation although not the focal point

but people who are totipotent, handcrafted to perfection without limit

women, beings that have a gift to bring new life into the world

mothers of earth with love that makes one wonder if their exquisiteness can be stolen

Aren't we glad to exist amongst such race of wonders with their destructive nature?

but still have ability to protect and care for us all

their magnificence is enduring just like their unconditional love

oh mother earth with green pasture just like a women's tenacity 

True Life Happenings

Now was going through Mr Bill dove's google+ account and i just fell in love with his message cards which i think really reflect the tittle of this blog.and i just kick started the inner me to act and really see if what i do with my life need change or enhancement.

 I guess after all these things have been read the choices and filters that need to occur is only upon you i mean these card sent only one message which is you are in the driver sit.and one need to recognise that enlightenment because life is intertwined to an extent that whatever you do that's right it will enhance every corner of your life.Motivation lie within us all we just have to realize it first which you can only achieve once you researched or introspected yourself and really dig deeper than you have done before that way you will find your true higher self.

Fathers of the days

You know some things you really don’t share with people because you afraid that they will not understand or relate to you if you emitted them to people because they don’t know that feeling of loosing someone you really love and every year you go through the same affects.i sit sometimes in in the night just thinking how it would have been if he was still here and growing up seeing him once or  twice a month sometime for a long time have be quite hard.so comes the fathers day which is painful to celebrate knowing that you hardly knew your father and that the chance of telling him that you loved him so much is no more.

So some days i would just sit and feed myself with memories it i can feel that love that he told me he had for me when i was a child.you grow up safe guarding each decision you make because there is no one to say: “baby that one was not the correct way to handle that issue or just a cliche line like son i am proud of you and i must say you are good”.i am talking about that guidance from a father and those advises that he would pull up his sleeves.

i always remember this one which i think has kept me afloat and always scored me blessings on some level,He say:”Nolo i want you to respect your mother because she is the closest person you have”.oh he was quite drunk that day but i felt his words like i was in the future because today those words still rings in my subconscious and i can vividly see him in my head.

the year of his passing he called me a lot which i didn't understand till this day because now when i think about it.i feel like he knew something that he didn't assert to me but wanted to make sure that i understood his love for me and little brother because he was young, but it is of this day called father’s day i remember those conversations that were endless on the 30th of each month from the January to may of 2007.

what i can see is that it gets so gloomy i need that father advise which i never find.when i am in those moments of displacement i was taught by my mother that you pray  to God ask for guidance because no one can give you that insight you need other than God Almighty.so far i have lived without any advise from any being but i try to learn from everyone that have good view about life and have understand of gentleness.

so as it get hard every year i found a therapeutic way of talking about my unawesomized fatherly department which is writing that way i feel way better and develop a great understanding of myself.in some way this encourages me to introspect my self and built my character to aspire to be an awesome dad like my day was although we spent time apart but he made sure that he fill the space with a phone call once a month for many hour.his passing brought me a great heartache because i had only Christmas holidays to sit with him and listen to the stories and joke together with my cousins.

so those moment i spend with him were valuable to him and he brought me cheese every time he came home hence why today i love cheese so much.so instead of celebrating fathers day i celebrate fathers of the days because i can just bring smiles upon my face each day by exacting one of the greatest memories i have of him.so i know that a certain decision is not easy i would just tap into the wisdom that he prepared me in and ask myself what would daddy do?and also pray to get the best advice.

so for those that you still got dads i think you should be grateful of their presence in your lives because it is not always that you that lucky and also an advise to the fathers cherish your kid, sons and daughters.this is by little thing like telling them that you love them more than anything and to hold on to your words for guidance when you are apart.i am proud of myself because i turned out ok for someone who spend time living alone for year apart from family because of school.so the conversations that i had with so many people in my life have contributed in making me a humbled, caring and resilient person i am today.

one of the most powerful things that really still enhance and illuminate my life today is prayer and my faith in the Lord.so i hope everyone celebrates their fathers day with their favourite fathers in the whole wide world every year know that love of the father never disappear.happy fathers of the day and love the dad i had because he was the best.

I guess nostalgia was setting in!

Judgement

you have never met me

but you hate me on the spot
you have never spoken to me
but you gaze at me with prejudice
why do we as humans filled with hatred?
are we not living in the same sphere?
are your problems a mouth plug that you can't greet me.
so mighty you walk each day mishandling people
so self proclaimed with perfect life but lack self confidence
so full of yourself that your accolades don't mean anything
you belittle each person like you the only one with morals
why do you not care of the innocence but judge.
why is it that we do not give people a chance to know them
is it a crime to be me without being accused of being unmoral
why is conforming to society a priority than being your own person?
there is a purpose for my existence and there is a reason
why is circumcising uniqueness and loosing my dignity important.
i only live to make myself better and making your moments so be grateful.
so stop judging people and just talk to them and learn.

i dare you just once to just dispense your true self
and see what might happen to you,i guess for now its a mystery 

stranger with love

since that day you spoke to me with the voice of such grandeur
i wanted to see your face to see the beauty that holdth such purity
with speech pattern that arouse such curiosity at the back of one's mind
since that date we finally met watch you seeing the bearer of the voice
it has become something that is incomprehensible to one.

i never imagined this happening after so many kicks and drops of the past
but you were able to revive the heart that lacked love for many months
and sometimes i ask myself what is happening because what you do to me
have never happened before, your love defy gravity because each evening
i float like balloon filled with helium in atmosphere filled with so much oxygen

they way you love is scary to this fragile heart that you brought back to life
your craziness caress my thought each day when i am in silence like graveyard
because dwell in affects that i do not recognize which sometimes it feels like
one is going crazy from a glance afar and you saved my love and my world
in which i sat in hatred because one never imagined of this day coming this soon


i live in hope like a fallen nation that know that one day they shall rise because
they know that someone is not resting with the same thoughts of failure
baby that is me but because i have you you loved and admirable statue
taught me to love again, you were a stranger that now is my love which is awesome
to me.and know that your uniqueness radiates my humbleness and love

Life of C-Major

human kind kings of music
with physic of beat created in nature
supplied the natural heat.
grow in constant heart rhythm ghu ghu
conceived under cheers of musical sounds
sounds that angels in the heavens knows
that forms music that alters all states of minds
singing each dawn like ringing songs of morning birds
songs played like rattle only to be solved for meaning
music so harmonious in nature like accapella grooves in the evening
i guess we are created to feel the beat.
life of C-major classical key of orchestra and opera that plays so deep into subconscious
bringing tears to the ring ear just to show the beauty of the narrator and mind
sound that is so awesome to the ear each day like chapel bell on Sunday morning
wow is the reaction to the beauty of the beat and sound that can only touch the mind
i guess we are slaves to the music after all, listen to the your step and feel the beat that comes
listening to the kinder gardeners and hear the voices and patterns that brightens their teachers everyday
sounds of the music that instruct the mind to send impulses the body to move so brady and often rapid
we are the beat of our daily lives and we are music to our surroundings
so stop rounding to relax and feel the music because as a child you were a better listener of your mothers heart beat.