Thursday 18 April 2013

Dear Mama

So her tears scared my heart
Her strugel and sweat!!
Scrabed my body to bones
It all pains me to my soul
So it will take me to my grave, CARRIED!!!!!

No poverty, remembering my childhood's worth
Just a stone of love
And how she kept feeding us her own flesh.
Out of hunger!!!
She wibed our tears with a smile

May the road been too long for her?
May we have been too harvy?
Through it all
She taught us ourselfs

Well.... that's how it's bound to be
That some of us get born with strugel in our blood
And tears to hide our faces
Just so you know, even the beauty of birth
Leaves it's own scares

SO PEOPLE LOOKED UP IN THE SKY FOR STARS
LOL!!! SO I HAD ONE IN THE LIVING ROOM!!!!!

The gift of life

The smell of it
Will identify souls
When ashes and skulls are left
Beside the smoke of burns
It will be the only thing left of  us

The gift we were, given, from birth
Wombs. Where we once laid our heads
Love is unsettlement
So say it, that the slum was home!!!

Beyond it all, the stars will still exist
But they will be us
So reserve that for GOD to give!!!!