TELL THEM YOU ARE MINE

Send a word to those who smile
And they that read funny on email
So to they that gawk you a while
The kids, mates and the senile
Tell them you are mine

Remind them who every day text
And they that call in all pretext
Sending signals hoping you detect
And disregard courtesy or context
Tell them you are mine

And they who in secret admire
Too faint to voice their desire
Bank on darkness for them to acquire
Before they grind in to despair
Remind them that you are mine

And they that wag their egos and tongue
And claim to tame venomous fang
Ask if they’ve ever been stung
And sign that off with a bang
To echo that you’re mine

And when they promise the sun
And flashy their dollars shine
Remind them the season of rain
And how the basin cakes in pain
And thus you remain mine

Those who return and dare to remind
Counting and hoping something remained
And they too who wait by the side
If only the dream will come to end
They sleep they wake the dream remain
Now and forever, you remain all mine

Departure

I have to fly away
A minute more I cant stay
My blood she did spray
When my heart she did break

Painful memories echo within
Acidic tears flow like a stream
Endless and not like a dream
This is but a painful extreme

Hatred frustration painted all over
Itching words ready to pounce
From this not sure to recover
Thus scramble to a land of peace

A tongue like the Zulu spear
Its my remains I want to spare
For at home I have no spare
Not that I fear

I cant stand the insult
For long did my heart halt
I have to clean that slot
Just incase another guest
New pastures I dare to capture
New heights I aspire to conquer
For my tether is seek to cut
On a free flow to send my gut

I have but to go
To the land even I don’t know
There must, the skies below
Where my honey and milk flow

So Still My Soul

The storm’s over and the sky clear
The hail torn leaves bleed no more
The ground no more sensitively slippery
So still my soul

The sun smilingly shines down
And butterflies colour the dawn
Every soul is up bouncing and running
So still my soul

Tides are low
Graceful ducks swim in a row
All is calm, that I know
So still my soul

Lie still and low my soul
Afresh the grain of love I will sow
Let the love bush re-grow
To still thee my soul

So still my soul

Ordained

To make your tears flow
And your spirit fall
To cause your anger to grow
And cry turn to wail

Your every minute a hell
Of nothing good to tell
A face scowl all day long
Tearful nights too long

Your every step a stumble
And every breath a gamble
Every thought of trouble
Every word a fumble

Every smell so foul
Every one a foe
Pain head to toe
As tears freely flow

Every day a burden
Of sorrows no end
Wish of death so sudden
This misery to end

Why did it have to be
Me of all that be
Your happiness not to see
A restrained heart not to free?

Memories of Love

Memories make me want to cry
I just can’t tell why
When I relive the joy
The patches of love

So I send my love by the sky
To get to you by and by
To let you know why
My love is forever

Tomorrow

Will it dawn any different
Will the pain crack my soul
And the sorrow drain my veins
Will my tears still flow
Or the pain subside

Will the quakes still shake
Shatter hills homes and hearts
Overturn the grounds
And swallow the poor souls

Will the rivers still flood
Waters drown
Smear the land red with blood
Flown faces
Rent out the skies with wails
From the bites of natures whales

Will the bombs still blast
Maim the children, claim the innocent
In pretence of democracy
What is right and human rights
Shots fill the air
Make deaf my years
And cut short their years

Will she lie among garbage
Wrapped in a polythene bag
Labeled unwanted
No wool to warm her tenderness
Drawing mercy from non alive
Maybe darkness and the canine

Will I at least smile
Or cry will crack my lips
Of hunger and thirst
Exhaustion and exploitation
Will my sweat be any sweeter
Not as bitter as yesterdays

Will I rise from the dream
Or the dream come true
Will it be any better
Or can I travel today
Go all the way
Where she stays

Saint Saddam

Warrior of Allah
Lion of Euphrates
Whose praise
Tigris Sing

Tortured and murdered
By the true tyrants
Branded a devil
By the devil himself
Now a saint
Till eternity

Sole soldier standing
As others prostrate
Out of faint hearts
To the statures of Babylon
Medal kingdom and crown awaits you
Victor of Allah

For you it’s no death
But simple eternisation
For ever you will breathe
Till the foe is vanquished
Long live the saint of Allah

Whispers

It happens to me too,
the voices and choices
are too much at times
and I need a quiet place
just me and the moon
or me and the sky
a place where I can hear God whisper
reminding me to breathe
asking me to 'hold on'
and when I hear this
I know everything will be O.K.

This I Pray

Lord help me live from day to day,
In such a humble sort of way,
To give a smile, help lift a load,
For those I meet along life's road,
And when I come to my journey's end,
My life I have not lived in vain,
If one dear friend can smile and say,
"I'm glad I met him on life's way.