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
...
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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I had conspired to conceive,
But instead I got inspired to deliver,
My relatives were sick and tired of waiting
So when I delivered, I gave them something sick,
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Who could that be?
Knocking at your door but Ashley,
The little dear likes to come to your house,
And play with the trophies,
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A psalmist playing harp
stumbled on a harp string and broke his nail
Singing praises to a wonderful maker
who makes all beings equally beautiful, and with a purpose.
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‘You don't know when to stop with your games! ' she yells at the kids
The puddle of mud at the playfield makes it even worse when it rains
Hoo-la -whoop and jump the children only know how to themselves
Outside the only way to find merry and cheer is to make friends
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In the shower room this morning I found a song my heart
Humming care free the melody of a song from my childhood
This far I've come the melody wasn't lost but instead became refined
In my song every fear and worry of life was soaked in and disappeared
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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
...
The hearts of men are filled with emptiness to the brim
Men will do everything to fill up the void in their heart
The treacherous schemes inside and untold desires remain
The hearts of men stand unchanged even in turbulence
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Almost forgotten and uneasy to trace is the station tucked on the other side
Old tyres piled up to the top outside they tell stories of faraway journeys
A shallow trough with trash and spill of oil on the side
One of the attendants sits on a chair drifting in his deep reverie
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Just because things could have been different,
It doesn't mean they'd be better in any way
Holding onto anger is like drinking poison,
And expecting the other person to die from it
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Those roads that lead to beautiful places, I want to travel on.
Those stories that give happy endings I want to listen to
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Has life been with doubt and unpredictability?
It had you guessing what tomorrow might bring
Did you hope things would turn out better?
When against all hopes you still felt not enough
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The youth are the leaders of tomorrow
On their turn they must wait, the words on their tongue they must hold
Tomorrow is their day, their future stands only in the capacity of their hope
Old men said and hoped the youth will count on it and trust in their word
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Mortal man, what are you so afraid of?
The loss and grief that taints all of us or death herself?
Where can you run to and hide from the ugly face of death?
Has anyone found any beauty in the thought of death?
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CONSTANT CONSONANCE
Thick beads of sacred sweat trickle down my spine
Sacrifices we made now slowly fade away
Half way we've fallen short of what we hoped we could be
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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: afriquemgmt@gmail.com 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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