THE REBIRTH AND WORTH OF ME
Dear relentless love, look at what you made me do; I’m a pretty unfiltered fool for you,
Through the epic ups and downs, through the tides that came with the deathly storms that rose high above the clouds, through the countless moments that got broad…
Postnatal care seems to go hand in hand with the familiar scent of Dettol, the warmth of pap, and the soft puff of dusting powder. But once a child is born, not every mother steps into celebration; some step into waiting rooms, where the air is heavy with exhaustion,…
Imagine this: a wide, clear blue African sky above you with the horizon that disappears behind the green hills and mountains, in a village filled with old, interesting stories passed down through generations. This is where I come from. My roots are fixed deep in the red most fertile…
You wake up, not because you want to, but because the light creeping through the curtains demands it. The weight of the night clings to you like a suffocating blanket, leaving you paralyzed, unable to shake the darkness that’s been following you for so long. You lie there, staring…
But love, I am so tired.
The betrayal sits inside me
like an elephant on my chest.
Every fight drags it deeper
not just the infidelity, the lies,
But the why.
Why her? Why them?
Was it my body? My brokenness?
Was I not enough, or was she the dream
You couldn’t resist?
I see her face sometimes,
A ghost…
Sometimes I wonder what’s wrong with me.
Do these words come from my heart or my mind?
Each time they spill, I flinch,
shocked by the stranger inside my skin.
I keep finding pieces of myself I never knew existed,
fragments so jagged, so cruel,
I would bury them in the ocean if I could.
Is…
My dearest love,
we dwell in lands apart,
Yet in my heart,
your presence brightly glows.
Your memory, a love’s sweet ember,
fills each of my lonely days,
I long to hold you close
and always remember.
Though miles may stretch
their distance in between,
My love for you, untouched,
remains unshaken.
Every thought, every song,
they bring you near,
As I dream…
The Awakened: A Call To Those Who Resonate
Was it a crime that we chose the godly route?
Was it a crime that we decided to learn the godly way?
Was it a crime we submitted to spiritual authority?
Was it a crime we were willing to learn?
There were numerous alternatives. Yet, we…