(ANONYMOUS)

You hold the key to my great escape,
So i put on a show like a circus ape,
You feed on my desperation for change,
Like a mime my tongue cannot voice my rage,
I sweat and servile the hour glass day and night,
My dreams a mirage fading out of sight,
You forget my ancestor built this land as well,
That i am entitled to the "Dream" you sell,
Land of the free because of the slave,
Repatriation is your whip since you've labelled me a knave,

DEAR MAMA

There is never an easy day to live with the pain,
I put on a show and cry in the rain,
Memories of good times and your wise words still linger,
They're my breastplate even though the void swells thicker,


You never gave up on me,
You believed in the man only you could see,
Words alone are just not enough,
I still search for you as I would a diamond in the rough,


You will always be the epitome of unconditional love beloved mother,
May your soul rest in peace till we embrace in a world unlike another.

DRILL SERGEANT

Life has a way of teaching,
to embrace upon a broken spirit,
and quiet down the restlessness of the heart.
To impart wisdom on a seeking soul.
We are alive because of the whispers in our hearts
Voices of loved ones that echo to the mind
Perhaps our paths will cross again
I will learn from your footprints
Just as I have learned from your wise council

I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW

Your smile sets you apart,
Words alone can't express what's in my heart,
Just the other day you looked my way,
Time froze for more than a moment I swear,


Though the days go by with the wind,
Your laugh lingers in the air and mind,
I find myself counting down the hours,
Waiting for you like the desert waits for the rain showers,


I wonder if you notice me at all,
Am I just another admirer on your wall,
I  quiet my heart with coated truth,
But the more I pretend the deeper grows the root.

KEEP YOUR HEAD UP

Sometimes we get knocked down,
We fail to get up before the bell rings and loose our crown,
Then things that brought you smiles make you frown,
Even the man in the mirror thinks you're a clown,
In held back tears your Titanic will slowly drown,




You're chasing shadows, even when the sun doesn't shine,
Your dreams  start looking like an abandoned vine,
And every step sets off a land mine,
We say things are okay and we're doing just fine,
But the battle within has a more fierce frontline.

MY FANTASY

This is my fantasy,
Get Rousey with Rhonda,
Have a Minaj with Nikkie,
Swift away with Taylor's voice,
Make love on a giant Berry with Halle,
Romance a Union with Gabrielle,
My intentions are Good perhaps on a star lays my Megan,
Drink exotic champagne on  a Cruz with Penelope,
Ignite Sparks like fireflies with Jordan,
Kamasutra on Florida Keys with Alicia,
Dance the Knight away with Gladys,
Lay the lumber and its Norwood on Brandy,

WHAT IS LOVE

What is love? The fool says there is no love
Love? Is it a word? A deed perhaps? Or just a figment of the imagination?
What is love asks the battered and docile?
Praying in corners to blend into the darkness and disappear
Off-springs under their bruised wings in fear, in fear of love
Love is home a heavy odor of maleness tottering loutishly up the stair case
Stupor on the day's sorrows his tomorrow dawns with "I love you"

What is love? The fool says there is no love
Love? is it a weapon? An opium perhaps? Or just a mutation of slavery?
What is love asks a generation of the young and piqued?
As they fill cells and graves instead of classrooms and offices
But who cares for a generation of disposable people?
Love is pointing fingers with one hand and handing out guns with the other
"Its your constitutional right" blurts his foul breath and "I love you"

What is the story of love? The fool says he has never heard of love
Love? is it a religion? A radical belief perhaps? Or just a fairy tale?
What is love asks the seeking and heartbroken?
Hear their wails from the winged portents in the wind
Ghouls of armed phalanxes maim over skulls laid strewn in the rain
Love is in a blithe disregard for life his anchorage is mental slavery
Place a price on what is life, your soul to be sold to the merchants with "I love you"

What is love i ask? am i a fool to say there is no love?