WHAT HAPPENED TO US? III

Where are the days when we were taught respect and regard,
Where are the days when our kids were taught civility, not disregard,
Where are the days when our kids didn't use curse words,
Not because we would smack them but because they knew not to use such words,
Sadly enough, today, I see kids as young as ten, eleven, and twelve using the f-word,
They even refer to their sisters, using the b-word,
Oh how I wail inside for the restoration of godliness in our nation,
For the return of righteousness to our generation,
And I still can't stop asking, what happened to us?


Let us return to the foundation,
Let us return to the foundation,
Please let us return to the foundation,
Have a mind of your own,
Don't be deceived by the media, from its throne,
Of deception, perversion, confusion, and misconception,
Let us return to God, for regardless, He remains our only true foundation,

What do we teach our children?
What do we inculcate in our children?
Do we ourselves even know what is right again?
Do we still know what is the right way again?
Or have our vision being blurred by the perversion of a godless generation,
Twisted by the promulgation of popular culture, given to misconception,

For except we invest in the future of the next generation,
We may find ourselves, years from now, asking about our beloved nation,
What has happened to us?

WHAT HAPPENED TO US? II

....Since when did it become cool to publicize immorality on national T.V?
The crowd cheers, we praise and celebrate an open display of moral decadence, really?
And yet you tell me my definition of wrong, may not be your definition of wrong,
When we all know that there is a clear, thick line between right and wrong,
Our children no longer have a sense of a clear moral direction,
We have lost our moral compass, lost the direction,

The good is fast becoming bad, and the bad is fast becoming good,
These days that which is bad is often celebrated, than that which is good,
Sometimes I am moved to tears when I think about the future generation,
Sometimes I am moved to tears when I think about the future of our nation,
How long shall we continue on a downward path of destruction,
Our moral and family values slipping away from our hands into the waters of oblivion,
Oh can someone please tell me what happened to us?
'Cause I really want to know...

TO BE CONTINUED...

WHAT HAPPENED TO US?

Morality varnished,
Godliness vanquished,
We chose to be a secular nation,
Separate the church and the state, was the notion,
Family values rejected,
Anarchy is becoming the accepted,
What happened to us?

When did we become a people with no moral values,
Since when did it become cool to openly disregard God and His values,
Our kids are becoming increasingly insolent and wild,
Our family and moral values are fast disappearing, we are losing our guide,
Even the sanctity of the marriage institution,
An institution ordained by God with a fixed vision;
A man shall cleave unto His wife was the description,
But now we throw the sanctity of the institution,
To the provision of constitution,
Well, do not crucify me, do not criticize me,
For when it comes to certain things, no man or nation is the standard,
Only God's word and principles is the standard,
So it's not about me or anybody or any written document, it's about Him, not me,
So I ask, what happened to us?
  TO BE CONTINUED

REST IN PEACE!

Sometimes in life we search our whole lives for that special one,
For that one true love made specially for us and sent us from above,
Then we find them, we give our hearts to them, grateful that our quest is finally done,
They become a part of us, a functional part of being, the only bearers of our true love,
And everyday we pray to God that they will never leave us, not while we are alive,
But just when we think all is well, we are visited by the cold arms of death,
The inevitable end which we all must face-snatching from us the lives of our loved ones, ending their breath,
We ask why, why they have to go too soon,
But with the pains in our hearts, the sorrows in our lives, and the tears in our eyes,
As we stand by the graveside, all we can say is Rest in Peace!

Baby everyday I ask God why, why you have to go so soon,
Everyday I look to the skies hoping they'll give me an answer,
I look to the mountains and wish they will tell me why you have to leave,
And I stare across the seas, hoping their waves would bring your spirit back to live again,
My life is worthless without you,
Just how am I supposed to live now that you're gone,
Just how are the kids going to cope now that you're gone,
But in the midst of all this, I know you are better on the other side,
So all I can say to your precious soul is Rest in Peace!
For I know we would survive, though it's hard,
But please Rest in Peace, and don't worry about us,
For one day, when our mortality comes to an end,
In a place where the skies are always blue,
A place where the day is always new,
Where the seas are always calm,
And the trees are always friendly,
We shall meet again, and be united for eternity,
So please rest in peace, for though there is a hole in my heart,
I know our souls cannot be torn apart,
Well done honey, you have lived a good life,
And I'll continue from where you stopped,
The children miss you,
Your family misses you,
I miss you,
So till we meet again, baby,
Please Rest in Peace!

ENSLAVED II

Our children were taken away from us,
Our wives mistreated and made to look like chaffs,
Being tossed to and fro by temperate winds,
Our kinsmen were degraded,
Our rights and lives infringed upon and placed in shambles,

We longed and desired all day to see the beam of freedom,
To behold the dawn of liberty,
Our skills and talents were thrown to the dogs,
Our culture and heritage went into obscurity,
We were sold to the white tradition,
Endured with painful hearts, the foreign rod of war,

We wasted away on temperate shores and islands,
Traded upon as goods for worthless pieces of cowries,
We became slaves in the hands of our captors,
Then we cried out like restless souls in the deepest part of hell,
Oh! When shall we break away from the shackles of penury,
and the chains of captivity,
When shall we return to our fatherland,
To the home of our origin,
To the place of our birth,
Let them bring back our songs,
So that we the people can sing the songs of freedom,
And dance the dance of liberty.

BEAUTIFUL PAIN! II

Honey your beauty leaves me still dazzled,
But your character leaves me now puzzled,
When I look into your eyes, I am enamored with what I see,
But when you speak, like thorns, I am punctured by what I hear,
But I still love you,
I still want to be with you,
But how do I live with a pretty thorn in my flesh? It's like a beauitful pain!

If I could turn back the hands of time to that day,
It's still you I'll choose, but just a different and more original you, I'll say,
Honey, the purity of your beauty and the sweetness of your sexuality, gives me pleasure,
But the impurity of your entity and the sourness of your personality, puts me under pressure,
I wished I had looked before leaping, for then I would not be deceived,
I wished I wasn't blinded by beauty, for then this would not be conceived,
For life with you feels like a pleasant torture, like a beautiful pain!

Baby, I still want to draw from your sexuality,
I still want to feed off your sensuality,
But for the pain,
Your body still titillates me,
Your figure still excites me,
I regret to let you slip out my grip,
From the cup of your femininity I still want to take a sip,
But for the pain,
So, tell me would you change?
Would you rearrange?
For I don't mind giving you a second chance,
I really don't mind giving you another chance,
Please tell me what it's going to be,
For I really can't live with a beautiful pain any more?

BEAUTIFUL PAIN!

I remember when I first saw you, from a distance, your skin glistened,
In the cloud of your personality, I heard the wind speak, so I listened,
In the aura of your beauty, I heard the sun mutter,
Even the moon let out a whisper,
I believe their very words were, "there goes your baby",
I recall their actual lines were, "there goes your lady",
Nature has spoken, who am I not to hearken,

So, to you I made a pass,
But you ignored me and walked past,
But I was mesmerized by your beauty,
I was hypnotized by your personality,
So I wasn't considering a retreat,
Hence, I made a repeat,
This time, with a different strategy,

It worked! You were swept off your feet,
I considered this a victory, a successful feat,
I took you down the altar, making a fast leap,
But it turned out I was later going to weep,
For everything was not what it seemed,
You were a camouflage, a mirage-not what you seemed,
You were nothing but a beautiful pain!

ENSLAVED!

They broke into our borders,
Disrupt our peace,
Seize our land,
Confiscate our resources,
And put us in obscurity,

They took away our love boat,
And planted within us a seed of discord,
Our pride was trampled upon,
They took from our mouths the songs of joy,
And hung them on the roofs,
So that our hands would not reach,

Bound in shackles and chains,
Being surpressed by an upper hand,
We could raise no head,
Strangled by the string of overwhelming force,
Embittered by the brutality of the white hand,
We felt like gold in the smith's furnance...

TO BE CONTINUED...
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YOU THREW IT BACK! III

You got up and left her all alone,
After her love, in her face you have ruthlessly thrown,
And went away with another,
Whom you thought was better,
Let me ask you...

What did she ever do to you?
How did she ever wrong you?
Is it now a crime to love a man with all you've got?
Is it now a crime to give a man all you've got?

She practically gave you her best "stuff",
And you said "that was not enough",
You said you would be with her all way,
But you left her when she was down, and went away,

Wasn't her love too precious,
To be thrown back in her face?
Wasn't it caring enough,
To be thrown back in her face?
Wasn't her love pure enough,
To be thrown back in her face?
I ask you, wasn't it?

A CRYING MOTHER!

Not for the tragedy of death does she weep,
Not for her poverty or helplessness does she wail,
Neither does her heart bleed for the suffering of the poor,
Nor does her spirit get crushed at the sight of the dead,

But for the moral decadence of her children does she shed tears,
For the promiscuity of her daughters, she does sob,
For the violence and vices of her sons, does tears stream down her cheeks,
For the depravity of this generation she cries out,

For the peril of mother earth does she in poignancy hiss,
For the recession of the economy, does she get depressed,
Against the corruption and the perversion of justice she protests,
Against the inimical freedom offered by the society which breeds immorality, she sorrowfully crusades,
And against the indifference of the rich to the plight of the poor she gets troubled and pitifully discouraged.

WORLDS APART II

Like day and night we were,
Like poverty and wealth we seemed,
Like peace and war we turned;
Two worlds apart we were,
Immiscible, like oil on peaceful waters;
Obviously incompatible,
Like rain clouds on a sunny summer morning;
Clearly contradictory,
Like a pauper on a king's throne;
Two worlds apart,

Worst still, this gorgeous maiden swayed her waist,
Each passing day, as she walked past,
Shattering my heart like a work of pottery;
Breaking it like a piece of glassware,
And hurting my emotions like fire coals on an infant's skin,
As I had to face the reality of our worlds being apart,
Then like a dejected beggar,
Like a conquered emperor,
I walked away in shame and bitterness.

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WORLDS APART!

Once I met this lovely girl,
Ravishing she was in the igniting rays of sunrise,
Beauty she exuded in the dimming rays of sunset,
Elegant she was in the simplicity of her appearance,

For a moment I thought I had found the wife of my dreams,
Then I took a bold step towards the realization of my desires,
With the gentleness of a gentleman, I walked,
With poetic mastery I spoke,
But her indifference made a fool of me;
I winked at this perfection of creation,
But with her steps speaking gracefulness,
She walked away ignoring my presence,
My heart was crushed against my bones,
It turned out we were two worlds apart!

TO BE CONTINUED...
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I WISH I TOOK MY CHANCES II

And everyday with the break of dawn,
I imagine what it would have been like,
Waking up to a beauty like you by my side,
And opening my eyes to a smile like yours in my face;
And when night falls,
I lie awake on my bed, thinking of you by my side,
And then I imagine what it would have felt like to kiss those luscious lips,
As I held those tender hands,
I imagine what it would have felt like hugging you,
As I press your breast against my chest,
I imagine what it would have felt like starring into those starry eyes,
Under the breathe of your love,
I imagine what the fragrance of your skin smell like,
And how beautiful you look in the nudity of your body and heart,
And in the nakedness of your spirit and soul,
But mere fantasies they'll forever be;
Fleeting images they'll remain,
And so all I do is wish that I'd poured my heart to you,
When I had the chance, in the first instance.

BLOOD IN MY TEARS;TEARS IN MY HEART III

As I write this poem, my palms are wet with the sweat of pain, and I can hardly hold unto my pen,
My paper is damp with the tears of my grief, and my words are drenched in my sorrows,
Sometimes I wonder if you tasted disgust when I kissed you,
I wonder if you felt another when I touched you,
I wonder if you saw yourself in another's arms when I hugged you,
I even wonder if you imagined another when you moaned and yelled in ecstasy,
As I thrust you,
Did you hear another's voice when I called you?
Did you feel another's warmth as our bodies touched?
Please tell me if you felt another's lips when I sucked you,
But with each passing night, I pine,
And long for the nights we spent together;
The moments we shared together,
And the days we lived together,
And even though my heart cries as my soul bleeds,
For the hand you dealt me,
My shattered soul yearns for you,
For you are all my heart still desires;
You alone can make me whole,
For within my heart your absence has left a hole,
And I long for the day our hearts will beat as one,
For as long as you're away, in the arms of another,
I'll keep wondering why;
I'll keep asking why;
And all I'll do is cry,
For with every tear I shed, my soul bleeds,
And I've got blood in my tears, and tears in my heart, because of you!

I WISH I TOOK MY CHANCES...

You know, the first time I set my eyes on you,
I was sure you'll be the start of something new,
And when I first heard your voice,
I was convinced with you, my life would be made a new;
You looked like an angel, so pure and perfected,
Your beauty was unblemished, so true and tested,
You were all I needed,
The reason my sorrows receded,
But I lacked the courage to express myself,
And my fright magnified itself,
And so I never told you,

But now that you're gone,
I wish I had said, "I love you",
When I had the chance,
Now that you belong to another,
I wish I overcame my fright in the first instance,
And told you that we belonged together;
That we were made for each other,
And our love was meant forever,
But now I guess it doesn't matter anymore,
For we're now miles apart,
And can never be together,
And while you lay in the arms of another,
I'll be here, sobbing and crying,
Wishing I took my chances...

BLOOD IN MY TEARS; TEARS IN MY HEART II

When I found you,
I thought I had found a friend,
I was certain I knew you,
But until you drifted, and left me adrift in this ocean of love,
I realized I never knew you,
You were a stranger in disguise;
When I kissed you,
I was sure I had kissed an angel,
But until you went away,
I realized you were pretense personified;
When I hugged you,
I felt a sense of safety and protection,
But until you walked out that door,
I realized I was living a fairy tale;
When I drew from your sexuality,
I felt a surge of true bond and affection,
As our warm bodies touched and our souls unite,
I was confident I was your first, as you were mine,
I was positive your womb will carry my babies,
But until you left, I realized I was like your numerous partners;
You were an infidel!
Baby, every time I wonder why,
All I do is cry,
And with every tear I shed, my soul bleeds,
And all I've got is blood in my tears, and tears in my heart...
All because of you!

BLOOD IN MY TEARS; TEARS IN MY HEART

I thought love was sweet;
But until you left me,
I never realized it was also sour;
I thought beauty was a loner;
But until you left me,
I never realized it was also beastly!
I thought fidelity had integrity,
But until you betrayed me,
I never thought it also compromised,
You were my first and only love,
I gave you my heart,
But you kissed it and then crushed it,
Against the walls of heartlessness,
And into the oceans of treason, you threw it,
And departed with another!
Every time I wonder why,
So all I do is cry,
And with every tear I shed, my soul bleeds,
Baby, I've got blood in my tears; and tears in my heart,
And it's all because of you!

THE WORLD WAS SILENT WHEN WE CALLED!

On the shores of peace, in the land of our fatherland we lay,
Sharing laughter peace and joy everyday,
Then they broke into our land, and our peace they seized,
With thundering marches from within, our rest ceased,
In the twilight of a happy dawn, attacked by those into whose hands, our lives entrusted,
Our joy in the twinkling of an eye, was gone,
In the break of a glorious dawn, wounded by those we trusted,
Our unity broken in two, was no longer one,
The sun wailed for our troubles,
The moon cried for our struggles,
But the world was silent when we called,

When the hands of brutality attacked our mortality,
When the bullets of inhumanity shot us into eternity,
When our daugters were rapped and shattered,
And our sons killed and battered,
In the midst of the genocide,
Within the suicide and regicide,
Our hearts bled,
And our tears turned blood, we shed,
We wailed to those to whom we pledged allegiance,
But they responded with negligence,
We called to those with whom we had a commonwealth,
But they responded with a silence similar to death,
The world was silent when we called!