Friday, March 28, 2008

Two Good, Too Bad

Inspired by Mos'....

Two worlds my worlds,
Both twirl both whirl,
One half hit sack,
Two half got back,
Sure sucks being me,
Hell! - I still be,
Juggle both still she,
Right there with me.

Two guys her world,
One world though twirls,
Got stuff worked out,
Got bliss with one,
That's me nos bliss,
Had to have modes,
Just few two modes.

Split twice that's nice,
Think twice act right,
For her for us,
Mix not stuff up,
Second place my haven,
Quite hard to voice,
Let him be ex,
Then me be next.

Don't push too hard,
My luck might hush,
Give her all me,
Just wish that she,
Will see that me,
And she should be,
What we both see,
But scare to live.

The Rain...

Here's story that must be told. How ur sprung one minute before u notice it's only u in it....she was supposed to hear this but didn't...check it out.



The sun, no more
The clouds close draw,
silver linings and all.
Take over the skies,adjusting hue and glare
As though charging outward, thunder sounds
Don't bother hiding, not even underground.

The rain falls and soaks the earth,
irresistable, the smell of soaked earth.
Then starts flowing, gliding in streams
Without a cut channel so free
is the flow, heade wherever they're led.

It rains on me, I can't hug it,
It's allover my skin, I can't touch it,
It dances on my lips, still can't k
and I'd sure want to own it if drenched my soul.

I know I can't stop the rain, and it sounds insane,
that what yuor father calls you, our name,
is what my forefathers call you, the rain.




(see she 'mbura' in my community stands for rain, and 'nya' she who has it. I thought she was the rain. She wasn't)

Saturday, March 15, 2008

My apologies

my laptop is almost out of power n I don't have my charger. ntawawekea vitu nex tym. iza jo

Everything else.

Wassup World! Wassup world, beautiful pple. Ok, I'll cut tha crap, trying to sound like K'naan. anyway, everything else seems rotten these days. Surprised? Tha way we think, tha way tha nex guy thinks, n tha way our kids will be made to think. Nyway, DETOX time. Nothin soothes, heals the mind like clear lines. Ndo hiyo freesample basi....stop doin' everything else.