When ends swell and hope shines,
I know that that am from the precious wells,
It's so easy to tell with the charm hanging on my neck
Diamonds from Sierra Leone make that side shine
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ABIDING IN FORGIVENESS
Abiding in forgiveness I recall,
This kind of forgiveness,
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Body & Spirit
Without a body and soul
All that man treasures would I not wish to have
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Look around and see, from the surface everything looks as it should
What you don't know is that the divide continues to grow
The haves will get some more from those that have not
The general order of this was pre-ordained by the law they made themselves
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Flowers like Valentine
You always wanted to say it,
Like the epic you only read in novels
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THE INNER VAULT
I took a vow never to look back
promised myself never to lend an eye
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All living things vibrate, some with resonance to the universe
Others off tune but the fact holds still, we choose our vibration
Love and happiness draws us to the higher tune of vibration
Fear and worry drags us down to the lower frequency
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May be sometime we out to listen to our hearts the way we know how to
You see quarrels picked over silence and lack of any clue
Just the other day I caught a flown over the pretty face of a queen
She was upset over clumsy remarks made in earnest
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At the right age of innocence I was immersed in the depth of the baptismal waters
From the depth I emerged feeling somewhat unchanged from the outside
With the urge for change and a new life I walked back home from the service
The spirit of patience and discernment was not bestowed upon me on that day yet
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The man rides on the poor man's shoulders
No longer is it a secret, the rich man feeds off the poor man's bowl
Man eat man and rather, survival for the fittest in a capitalist society
Look closely at the economies of scale and whom it may favor
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I yearn for calm in the midst of the ranging turmoil around
The news and media claims it's impossible to attain the normal we took for granted
Worry and fear has gripped the folk both in the city and the country side
The pandemic orders chaos and restraint but my heart will reclaim peace
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My mind is unbound but I still feel the shackles around my thoughts
Hold my right to speak or do, rest my words and action be used against me
I walk along to see if the today I had all pictured in my head is all that
Whether right or wrong, I step out without much assurance of what life is to be
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What's on the bucket list might as well spill out this weekend
Loosely counting days to the weekend and Friday is the icing on the cake
Rushing like the Olympics to make all the bad decisions I might regret
Maybe it's the spirit of the weekend or it's just the rebel in me that's set on the cliff
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Once again, we reset at go back to the very beginning
The core of our very existence is put to the test of how far our survival goes
When pose and ponder once thing above all is more apparent to the keen eye
The more round and round we go the more unchanged we remain
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It might not have been our day to profit
Our preparation was wanting maybe we did our best
Look out how big their grim sparks on our defeat
It just wasn't meant to be our trophy for the picking and we know it
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Time is running fast and I don't know why or where to
From whom might it be running? I have no clue
We were at the start just the other day, now we are closer to the end
Too much I don't know but for sure we can't trust time nor the process
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Sitting and waiting then waiting to sit
You look at both sides of the coin
One thing is certain, the waiting won't help
You probably wished for a little more action
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As above is so below, our existence is no coincidence
On this dimension we exist in but we know of a place yonder
On earth's plane we may live but for a moment trapped in the matrix
Spiritual beings having a human experience but for a time
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Ears and hearts have been drawn to myths
Generations to generation caught up in lies
I should have want some comfort in the stories but not today
I will only believe it if I can see it
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The river and its source knows the depth and expanse of life
The apples from the trees know how farther to roll from the tree
The son sired from grace knows how many steps back to home he takes
Everything about our mere existence was written way before we got here
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Mwenyeji spikes, born Matthews is a culture enthusiast, prolific writer, literary critic and an outspoken natural poet. He is aptly fascinated by the turns of evolving culture and social cultural trends in contemporary society. Finding diverse ways of bringing out humor even with the simplest of words and different ways of painting mental picture with words, he seeks to express the mind of today's sociocracy on issues ranging from harmonious co-existence to the nature of man today. He is open to working on scholarly projects that seek to bring enlightenment on social issues and has graced the stages in many spoken word and poetry forums both within Nairobi and any other places where people deeply love and appreciate poetry, and also pioneered the Poetry week on Homeboyz Radio,103.5 since 2011 and founded the annual platform for art diversification in Kenya, Central Wacka Festival of Music & arts. He aspires to impact the world through words, words of wisdom and enlightenment, enriching lives though the gift that God has imparted in his life, for the good work. Support: https: //www.patreon.com/Spikes54 Paypal: [email protected] Instagram: @mwenyejispikes Twitter: @mwenyejispikes)
Born In Africa
When ends swell and hope shines,
I know that that am from the precious wells,
It's so easy to tell with the charm hanging on my neck
Diamonds from Sierra Leone make that side shine
When I stand like Zulu
Know it's a lot that I've been through
Gold mines down waterfalls, above all black oil wells,
It all began here, and here it's going to end.
The motherland that gave birth to civilization
Cultures that hold us together
Both the old and the wise will sit around the fire place
This rich heritage no one will ever snatch from my heart
Raised to know how to respect the elders
give regards to the ancestors, pour libation
With humility extending our hands to give love and receive
Once the sun rises to pick my tools and till the land
walking the Savannah with the heart of a lion
Every morning dawning with new inspiration for the land and its people
Only when you can see better, that you'll want better.
Wisdom is the ability to tell apart
The truth is relative to where you stand
Forget what you heard, the picture in your head is what matters most.
Miracles don't transpire in a vacuum, they happen within bounds of FAITH.
You are a living beacon; your life is a manifestation of the frequencies you catch and how you interpret them.
otherwise, what proof is there that we even existed?
Whatever your interpretation of life is, that is the right one.
The expanse of your life is limited only by the depth of your thinking
the marvels of life are only as grand as the expanse of your imagination
The things we wished existed, we began to create.
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