Let us fight

Let us fight

Let us put our strengths to the test

Let us allow our individual devils to come out and prove who is stronger and wittier. 

Let us allow our personalities to show off. 

Let us remind the gods that they didn’t give us muscle for modeling, 

Let us get drunk with adrenaline. 

Let us set the boundaries. 

Let us cross over to the stone age where fighting was the norm. 

Let us draw our daggers and aim them at each other. 

Let us forget that the barbarians were primitive and adopt their ways. 

Let as seek revenge as sweet as it will be and as bitter as loss can be. 

Let us throw stones at each other and hit each other with perception. 

Let us draw each others blood and forget that they are the same color. 

Let us be animals and prove nature right that we are truly but a species on this Earth.

We draw our daggers and cut the air towards each other. 

We miss and repeat it over and over until both daggers are displaced from our hands. 

We clutch our fists as if they are our natural clubs. 

Weapons that are like an arsenal of destruction. 

We hit at each other with precision. 

We hit each other and the pain is excruciating. 

We are covered in blood and bruises all over. 

We throw each other at the ground. 

We drug each other and scrap the skins of each other as if we are both dead. 

In-turns.

We spit on each other and realize that our creator added a natural blade to our arsenal. We gnash our teeth showing the white blade in terror, thriller and fiercely look for the softest part of each others flesh. 

We sink our teeth with the power of the hyenas jaws. 

We tear off each others flesh, ripping out the mass of cells in a red mess.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwh. 

The adrenaline begins to wear from our endocrine system. 

The pain sinks in. We feel the pain and ooooooooh my god……… 

The pain is excruciating. 

The pain is growing like a gnawing sound. 

The eery of the site of each others blood. 

The mess of the bruises and the torn up clothes. 

The litter on the ground. 

The clotted blood messy on the ground.

The sight of our mess. 

The feel of our bruises, our wounds, our pain. 

The taste of blood in my mouth. 

The cold chill aftermath of adrenaline. Gives me the creeps. 

That is the sign of stupidity. 

The sign of illiteracy, 

The sign of hate, the sign of evil, 

The sign of stupidity. 

The sign of sin.

Let us leave you to think……………..

Leave me alone

Leave me with my plight of failing
To find space to build shelter
Leave me alone with my plight of failing
to secure a tract of land to plant food
I know Lord that if i do not get these
I shall find repose under your arms
That is why I implore you Lord not to give me peace
For if you give me all of these,
You shall have forsaken me to damnation.

My amazement

You amaze me God
If I step on a puff adder it bites me
If I disturb a bee it stings me
If I provoke a wasp it does not take it lightly
If a snake comes near me I kill it
If an ant stings, it bids farewell to the earth
But when we bite you
You do not wipe us off
You do not crush us
You exculpate us when we bite you
You also nurse all our wounds
Which we inflict ourselves when we bite you
You amaze me God, you amaze me
If I were you I would destroy the world

Distance

Today, I'm feeling the distance
Between us, a little more than other days
I'm feeling a little bit lonelier than usual
Thinking of you a little bit more
Today like everyday that we are apart
I am missing you and wishing you were here
Only today I find myself
Wishing just a little bit more
For I love you with a love that is more than love.

To my love

I focus my mind on you,
That magical face which seems to show your every emotion,
The long beautiful stretch of legs,
And the intelligence of your eyes,
Your voice, the vibration from some invisible instrument of inner being.

You are the kind of lady who in addition,
To your charm and beauty has a certain childlike innocence,
An envious courage,
A curiosity in your craft that would be raised to an art form,
Which gives you a certain rare dignity.

I yearn for the beauty of you,
It isn't just for the loveliness of your face
Your eyes, your hair, your hands,
What would be an affectation on another woman,
Seems perfectly natural with you,

I yearn to see the look of intelligence,
and the sharp warmth of your eyes,
In the very bones of your face,
In the delicate curve of your lips,
That emits such a velvet tone.... as clear as crisp

THough beauty is common in all places,
But in my world goddesses arise and'
Receive the adoration of the world,
For your are a rare goddess; a million to one,
Who have been sent to earth to teach us what beauty really is.

I feel that if I could know you,
Be in your presence and serve you,
The whole world would take a different light,
The moon a different breeze and,
The sun a different heat.