Monkey Business

Uncle Monkey

I saw the news this morning and as usual we are neck deep in poo-poo

A country run by animals is bound to be littered with unattended waste.

Mr Man, you think you are smart, the award of the best sales man of the year goes to you and you are proud of it. Trust me, that pride will be the end of you.

You think you are wise, you cut corners and underpay workers to fill your pockets because to you human beings are only a means to an end, you are yet to discover the big holes in those pockets of yours.

Yes, your pockets are leaking. O, how ignorant you are. The low quality materials you bought because you wanted cheap rather than durable would require repairs in less than the time it will take for you to enjoy your ill-gotten profit.

So why do this to yourself? You are like an addict hooked on crack. You would rather live for the 5secs thrill, than think of the long term benefits.

What shall it profit a man if he gains the world and losses his soul. Absolutely nothing.

African Leaders Wake Up.

Just another monday

I had no idea what to put up today, fresh out of poem ideas no story to tell either, so I decided to showcase one of my photo art works dug out from my archives ๐Ÿ˜. Been a while I held a camera and shot, been too busy being a mom and life partner. Well I have decided to sell my old artworks,(someone had got to make some money) and I will be posting them here from time to time.

Ruins

This one is titled Ruins (self explanatory I hope). This abandoned or unfinished project now stands as a monument representing the results of embarking on a journey without proper planning. I wonder what must have led to the abrupt end of this construction. Well whatever it might have been, it has produced a masterpiece ๐Ÿ˜‰.

I am still thinking

Horsey

Sometimes being creative is hard, trying to be different in a world easily swept away in the wave of popularity can be draining. Some days your mind, body and emotions are at war, all seeking attention at once, and all you can think of is to be in bed all day listening to slow songs or sleeping…. #idontfeellikedoinganythingmood…. Then you wonder why things has to be so demanding and stressful, why can’t you close your eyes and everything falls in place. Your mind can become very clouded until you can barely here yourself or recognize you

Yea it can be challenging at times.

Well, life is not a bed of roses so we can’t let a little mood swing get us down. We have to keep trying, one step at a time or else we would be lost in the crowd of mediocrity. Our super powers lie in our differences and our differences lies in our creativity, after all we were created by a creator so that we could be creators.

Don’t give up, do not be afraid, get up and face the day, try try again, you ain’t dead yet so there is still hope, remember you were not created to be ordinary.

Go on and be extraordinary๐Ÿ˜‰

An Ode to Woman

Girl Power

Woman you are beautiful, you are divine. Carefully crafted, cautiously created.

You are powerful beyond your wildest dreams. Life and death a dice hidden in your palms.

You are a force to reckon with. You are fire and you are water.

With the batting of your eyes cities are ruined. Yet with the warmth of your embrace empires are built.

Battles are won and lost over the swaying of your hips. Kings and Lord’s are under the spell of your caressing tongue.

You are a nurturer, a caregiver, a leader, a support, a queen and a master. Without you the world would be meaningless.

Out of you comes life, but beware your anger can bring destruction. Don’t undermine yourself, don’t disregard your strength. Don’t compromise, don’t give in to the pressure.

Stand out, stand firm. Stand tall, stand strong. Be you, be unique.

Be WOMAN.

We are Uniquely Different

Wonderfully Made

You are you, I am me. Though the same yet so different.

Brought into the world one way, brought into the world for different reasons.

My purpose is mine, your purpose is yours. Our stories similar but our paths are different.

Your shoes I can not wear, your path is my distraction. My choices your demise, your mistakes are my victories. We coexist in the same universe but our outcomes differ.

My joy is your sadness and your sadness my joy. Same world different realities. Don’t fight me, improve you.

Find your path and I will find mine too. Though one creator our destinies are not the same. We share the time frame but our agendas differ, so don’t copy me, rebrand you.

For you are you, I am me and we are uniquely different.

O Foolish Man

Sleeping Man

It is worthless living without you Lord. A life without You is filled with only emptiness

It’s amazing how I thought I have gotten it right all these years. Blindly following the crowd, keeping You in the background only reaching out for You when I am at cross roads, treating You as a means to an end.

I know better now Lord and I think myself silly to have thought I was wise.

Hmmm ‘Man’ has missed it and will continue to miss it unless he surrenders himself to your sovereignty, unless he humbles himself before You Lord, he will remain captive to his foolishness he perceives as wisdom.

O Lord have mercy on us, we are nothing but mindless fools going where ever the wind blows. Seeking solace everywhere else but Your presence. Searching for what can only be found in You. We are lost, so far gone. Even when You reach out to grab us, we reject Your loving hands, rather we search aimlessly in the dark for a saviour.

We are indeed lost, we turn away from the light a way out of the darkness, we embrace death with open arms and broad smiles.

O man, how long will you deceive yourself, how long will you turn away from God’s tender arms open wide for an embrace. How long will you put him off for another day’s business?

It will not be long now before the night is over and morning comes, will you be ready to ride with the morning star to everlasting peace, really will you?

Been Gone For Too Long

So how do I start this, been so long seems like I have forgotten how to write. Okay, maybe I should start by telling y’all “I’m alive ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿพ hallelujah” ๐Ÿ˜. I can’t remember the last time I wrote here, but it has been such a long time and a lot has happened, I am just going to let you guys in on a bit of the gist. So, I got depressed, I got lost, I embarked on a spiritual journey (still on the journey ๐Ÿ˜‰) I got found ๐Ÿ’ then I got a daughter….๐Ÿ˜„…. It has been a rollercoaster ride for me and I have learnt a great deal from every experience and season, and the most important lesson is that we can’t survive this life and world without God. Yes you can do a lot of amazing stuff achieve a lot of great things but you gonna still be empty if you don’t let God fill you up with His spirit.

Apart from mummy duties -it’s so cool to say that๐Ÿ˜- I started a business and started a new project, yea I have been quite busy with my hands and mind. I make hand made beaded jewelry and I got a photography project on its way (so excited about this project….will let y’all know about it as it unfolds๐Ÿ˜). My writing went on a very long vacation cos I lost my groove, but I am back to bless y’all with my words ๐Ÿ˜˜ and we are going to have such a wonderful time. Alright then, let me go prepare myself for the next post, but before I go I just want to let you know…yes you… You are special, unique and loved, so put a smile ๐Ÿ˜Š on your face and forget about what you have not figured out yet, don’t worry it will all fall in place in due time.

Bye ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿพ, ciao, see ya ๐Ÿ˜˜

Powerless Humans

The first conscious breath you take when you wake
The first light you see when your eyes open
You know not how this came to be.

Everyday is the same routine, waking to pursue something.
And in your bid to achieve success, you forget how you came to be.

Now the day is done, and you lay to rest,
But not before you ponder on tomorrow’s hustle
You forget, tomorrow has plans of its own.

When peace comes riding gracefully on sleep’s back
Hoping on the Grace of The Higher Power
Unaware and unsure of what tomorrow holds
You unconsciously drift into tranquility.

Do not be deceived you have no power of your own
Just let the Divine take charge and make the change.

A Tale Of A Lonely Kittenย 

“all that glitters isn’t gold”, outdated this saying might be, it’s meaning will never grow old. 

Come, let me tell you a tale once known, a modernized tale of a simple girl with greedy eyes chasing shiny objects because “the box” said so.  Forgetting values -so easily- on hard core lines leading down to rockets of passion. Come let me tell you this story of lust and love, of Beauty and the Sexy Beast, a classic tale of “LA Belle” but with a twist. 

Drawn into a trance by lust’s irresistible fragrance, Beauty trails it’s scent into the den of a lonely wolf “LA Beaste”,but Mr Wolf was not your regular beast. He traded his horns for really good hair and his tail found its way forward, an enchanting smile that captures your heart and eyes that hypnotise with just a twinkle. 

So, Beauty blinded by the mist catwalks into a dinner party where she was the main course. O LA Belle, a beauty both within and without “lust is dangerous”, this you took too lightly.

Lost in a lustful embrace, she builds empires on sinking sand, on a damaged chisel she tried to paint her dreams. 

Lost in his mystery she gave him all, everything in her and everything she was she relinquished, not minding the pain and the hickeys she gave in and let him in. But she knew, she knew who he was and what he wanted, nights of passion with no kisses. Yet she cared not of his lustful end and desire but of his soul yearning to be loved.