Okello Baloyi

I felt the moment of being broke.
What's life without having to choose.
How could we dwell in possibilities while opportunities are reserved by the wealthy kind.
Anxiety feels like cancer to someone who's deprived monetary.
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Without realizing daily occurrence of wasting vitality or exertion over unnecessary stuff, and there I was, not knowing how harmful I am to oneself, focusing on what doesn't matter leaving what could rescue my future or even worse the world.

I predicate future of uncertainty, a culture of digital, roboticists waiting for technology to think for humanity, where medicine of almost all dislikes are legalised, without searching for causes already digital has been regarded as life.
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I'm just another broken pen, spitting ink with meaning, my scripts are of wisdom, but with no use since they ain't reaching readers, with nothing to lose, I fantasize in literature, I just feel as I belong everywhere.

An inhalation of creativity, as I exhale poetry, I'm undefined but winning for my people, how about we bypass the process if my work could be published, my past has no meaning or relation, while the future is still inward me.
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Strange thoughts inhabit my mind, I blush
Melody in me, as my mind dance fluently
Whatever made cypress to be straight and strong came to me
While the rose open itself, my chest embraced
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As it was a moment of silence, the music kept playing
The mourners were lost in transaction
I walked in silence as my steps left tears behind
As the warmth of the soil awaits me
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Fear creeps into me, I'd swim forever but I'm afraid the pool is of blood, imagine one drowning from oxygenated fluids, I rather be a truth searcher than a believer, reality is of appealing than ignorant.

Birth is a remarkable gift parents could have, but precious to the one being given a chance to live, but how could one live while being monitored for their life's decisions.
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Justice should be poetic
While revenge sounds like a melody
Even rocks clashes to each other
I wanna mind my own
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Almost everyone pretends to the next person
The level of ignorance is within source of happiness
While the stupidity arises when you're in need
And you're all alone, in crisis
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Death has anyhow been my next step, been knocking them wrong doors left and right, life has never been good to all of us, my struggles were hidden by big smiles I gave to anyone. Damn, I probably lived my life on fast lane, tryna escape the bullets which were meant for me.

In case you don't believe that I'm gone, this is the only pathway of life, be happy I graduated life than being considerate to everything I touched, so many questions? Well, I'd love to answer them but remember the dead can't speak.
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Timing was uncertain
Stability was trembled
Same as trust
I fumbled upon essence
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As youth worry about enjoyment, freedom, education, and love, hoping for a better future with less, they fret. And normally they usually worry about things that are uncontrollable, a nature that should happen either way.

And less fortunate parents fret about what will be eaten this session, their children's grades, as well as their commercial value or they're children's. Without having much they worry more about their children's future.
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Pennilessly I was born
And being real, was the echo in me
As my silence was mistaken for being shy
An ambitious sketcher I was!
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Excitement love was once in my path
Brokenness can define how one can love
Mature feelings made me run for lust while I was too drunk
My love for her was the only reason I was always motivated
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The love that exists but not in motion
Adults who hide love by staying as friends
And been afraid of moving from friends to lovers
Also afraid of losing what they share now
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In the loneliness streets my mind would be thoughtless without you, where a fantasy turns into unconditional love, and the heart rejoice in a fantasy land! in a circle of love we share love excitement with unheard tones.

You visualized love towards me as colours displayed by the peacock, while autumn sun and moon only brighten us closer, I want to entwine you tight in my arms and the moment be frozen forever.
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A heart that is weak and a mind that doesn't function well won't meditate in love, a person who's not fulfilled with another will always have a reason to hurt another, why introduce or accept the offer of love if you won't deliver one?

As I roam around, in search for the love I'd share with no one, but loyalty is bought in this land, in exchange for lies, love got me living under sympathy, reckless I've been and I got myself stumbling on lust than love while am being played a fool in exchange.
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Finally thinking about something
A friend which nothing will come in between
Whatever happens will get better with time
And have history than a textbook
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An imagination limited within one's subconscious, with no harm but fear of change to oneself, wouldn't you be afraid of malignancy or unthinkable disaster that can ruin almost everything?

Imagine losing yourself into the system or losing everything that belongs to you over tossing a coin, how would you feel? Imagine having to live longer only in your nightmares.
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Let's say it was about love
Wouldn't it be nice to hear my charming words
How about knowing my real love for you
And the craziest thoughts I have of you
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I've not been good all along
And now I'm more afraid of the person am becoming
I've even lost my fears for everything
Like is that possible
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