J.C ON THE BENCH

F:      Nice of you to join us. How is the old man?

JC:    He is doing great considering……..

F:     Wow! He’s not planning to pull a Noah on us is he?

JC:    No but it’s not to say he hasn’t considered it. 

F:      I got to ask, how was it like being called upon by your dad to come down here and

         redeem mankind and all?

JC:    Well at first I was all shivers but then after realizing the magnitude of such        

         responsibility and its significance not only to earth but heaven too, it made me feel 

         humbled and honored to serve my father in such capacity.

F:      So, about your dad, he must have been broken seeing as he was giving up his own 

         son to undertake what u would call a risky mission which actually turned out to be 

         dangerous?

JC:     Of course he was broken, but it just goes to show the lengths to which he would go to

          save a creature who is as much his son or daughter to him as I am.

F:       Pretty deep isn’t he your dad? Have you ever questioned him?

JC:     there was that incident am sure you are well aware but he understood and it’s like you

          guys say, he knows better as do many parents.

F:       You did raffle some feathers during your brief stint on earth. I mean, u got dudes 

          pretty messed up. And the wisdom on you? How did you master that? Getting 

          people however old to actually listen to you?

JC:     To tell you the truth it baffled me too, but I guess as you are always taught, if you are

          guided by him and him alone walking on water would be the least of your wonders. 

          You too can wield such wisdom and power just by believing.

 F:      And that’s all?

JC:      Pretty much.

F:        Damn!!.., oh my bad, forgive me.

JC:      Forgiven

F:        Haa, forgot you could do that. So what’s the deal with Satan, he seems to have it in for 

           u like real bad?

JC:      He is a feisty one I gotta tell ya but it’s to be expected. And he will do the same to

           anybody who follows dad but we all know how that ends.

F:        Let’s do fashion, you had swagger going on with the long hair, the robes and sandals.   

           Unexpected for a man of your stature would you say?

JC:      Once you are involved with DAD.HE influences every aspect of your life. Any 

           avenue HE can exploit to be close to his children, HE is game. Who is to say you 

           can’t be cool with in  GOD?

F:       So did JUDAS make it up there and any bad blood between you?

JC:     Whether or not he made it is on a need to know, but as goes him and I, we are cool.

F:       Typical. So off the record, when can we expect u back?

JC:     Top secret. And you don’t want to know. Just be ready.

F:       Had to try. It was an honor to have you being busy as you are.

JC:      I always have time for my brothers. Just halla.

F:       Sure will. Have a good one and say hi to DAD.

BREAK UP 101

A PICTURE DEVOID OF IMAGE

This is it! Not the Michael Jackson come- back shows but rather the last tweak of a falling branch. The culmination inform of a confession with little regard of neither the conceived perception nor the supposed intention. Not guided by the motivation to mention but rather the desire for redemption.

When the unwritten rules have been broken, the untold truth laid out in the open and a heart left in torment, I take solace in putting these words to paper. Not as a measure of skill but as a token for the wounded lest it be forgotten.

How long can I nurse this wound that oozes from your fatal venom? Asked between Seeing you again and facing the guillotine I would choose the latter as the pain derived could probably save me from the impending misery of your loathing sight.

Am going to suck it up and swallow every ounce of it but just so you know, I despise you!! I hate you for stealing a part of me. My desecrated heart could speak better but it has since taken leave only to be replaced by a void where love can no longer reside.

I hate that I still love you and thrive under some desperate yearn that someday you will come back and tell me that it was just a drill. How could you not get it? Or maybe you had some prerequisite for love which I clearly didn’t fulfill.

I saw it coming, watched it land but I still can’t wrap my head around how it took off. Why? I ask extend me that courtesy before I bow out gracefully. Is it so much to ask for some disclosure just to get some closure? , Was this predicament my own doing? , was it really love or some short lived infatuation.

Ease my mind off this turmoil before it wrecks havoc and screws me up for good. Help me sleep and discard this nightmares where your grotesque images seek to drag me into the dark abyss, where am haunted by silhouettes lurking in the dark.

I should have known you didn’t care but irrespective of your revamped attitude thank you for the best breakup I never had. I will come out stronger though I didn’t conquer. I rest my thoughts from continued ponder and reserve my wits to watch from across the border. Karma is a bit** and the witch is yet but done with your stitch.

DEJAVU

I KNEW YOU
Hi my name is tye, I don’t mean to pry but then again I can’t hide, its time I spoke my mind without pride 
So let’s dine and unwind have some wine as I speak these lines and tell you why you should be mine
I know your name is fly and am not denying ,Maybe am high but let me try coz I,
I knew you.


You were in white and the sun shone so bright, and in my mind you were so right so, so fine, yet so shy but you came like a tide. Like the vines of the pine we were intertwined and right then I knew I had to leave the night behind and follow the light coz truth be told I can’t escape your kind coz I,
I knew you.


I would have said goodbye, but I asked myself why, why should I die and leave my soul dry when all I had to do was try. You were so kind with a perfect mind, a body with curves and lines and a beauty that exploded like the mines. How could I have been so blind, but never mind coz all that matters is that I,
I knew you.


Do you care for some more wine or am I too tight for you to oblige. Never mind it was a pleasure sharing this time and now I can sleep fine coz I,
I knew you.

TRIBUTE WANGARI MAATHAI

I FEEL YOU!

These are the words from a wicked mind that’s one of a kind, not meant to be unkind rather to abide. A mind that does not mind the mines set up by mankind but seeks to free it from the binds that have inclined our kind to be out of rhyme with our lives.


These are the words from a heart that has been hurt, cut and left to bleed in the mud. A heart that has grown numb and no longer runs because the love that was meant last has been snatched.
These are the words from a soul that’s so cold and can no longer hold because it’s been sold to the foe. A soul that used to mould was so bold but know mourns in the corner of a deep hole never to be known.
These are the words that won’t change the direction but hopefully bring redemption for it’s without contention or tension that I mention the revelation.


These are the words that won’t blend but seek to mend the ends of our broke trends.
And these are the words…………………………….
Peace, yes! Peace. It’s Complex enough for the sharp to decipher yet so simple for the layman to grasp. This was well epitomized by one who fought for the environment to secure if but a portion of our future. Cliché I know, who needs another sycophant ranting about this trivial yet fundamental aspect which should be inscribed in our ever forgetful minds to form the crust of our being.
I jolt down these words with mixed emotions of grief and admiration, but I cant help being jealous. Why? You ask. All along I’ve been trying to fit in but after reminiscing about her life it finally hits me, I was not meant to fit in because then I would just be ordinary. I want to make my life a masterpiece like hers was, fall in love like she was and most of all be free.
When they ask about her don't hold back but tell it all. Tell them that she was a heroine in the truest of sense and when it came down to it she stood her ground and fought the more than formidable nemesis. Tell them that she fought on the front line for justice and status quo. She fought for what is right and took a bullet for our future. How I long to wield such courage and passion.


I see her beckoning from the other side of the frontier calling us to embrace a greater cause. As I trudge along this path into the woods I see it, a natural spring untainted by human activity and there I glance into the crystal waters and see a glimpse of the future. It’s green just like she wanted.
Peace.