pleasures of sin

*Pleasures of sin* 

As young as iam there are things i cannot forget
The lust that awards me so much pleasure but then bears regret
The videos and images i wish to erase from my mind
Haunt me from time to time
Ravaging a boy enslaved in his own mind
Trapped in the flesh,lost and forgotten in the spirit
How come this passing worlds pleasures derive from sin?
If only i could reverse the fingers of time
To point to that hour when my mind was still a young flower
If only i could warn my...

prophetic riches

To see the poor in pain
Killed by the preachers of the holy gospel
By those that are born again
Money is a bribe to shun the gates of hell
"Pay handsomely and all will be well"
Would God send his prophets to spread the gospel whilst living in mansions
When those that need the gospel are out on the streets?
Are the churches so sacred the poor cannot take shelter and slumber?
But the house of sinners belongs to everyone
How can those that come with the spirit chase the pleasures of the fl...

The death of me

Burning in the eternal fire of my own sins
I can hear the devils choir singing as they celebrate the wins
I cant stop chasing a feeling i can never satisfy
I love it but then i hate it i cannot lie
It is a sickness of the mind that kills the soul
Slowly taking over till you lose control 
It serves as a distraction 
Bringing temporary relief and adding to your destruction 
It started as a joke now nothings funny because im addicted
Addicted to the pain it inflicted
Watch it grow 
Now c...

How come both love and hate dwell in the same house? 
The same heart that is used to love is the same heart that can hate
Is it loves fate to turn into hate?
Ive seen relationships fall apart
Former lovers fighting like they never loved each other from the start
Ive seen friendships fall
"besties" they once said but they argue like it meant nothing at all
They were once a power couple
Their love sugary sweet
 but it turned sour and two hearts filled with hate is a double trouble
Why fa...

Dear God its me again

Dear God its so hard for me to believe
I know you are there but your word is so hard to receive
Biblically prophets would raise up the dead
Now they are faking miracles waking those sleeping in bed
Its no longer about the gospel but its about the bread
I know they are human and they need to survive
But why mentally destroy another man just to stay alive?
Now every prophet claims to be sent by you
Who should we listen to when we dont know whose true?
The preachers say i need to give to e...

Midnight

*Midnight* 

Drowning in pain thats self inflicted
The loneliness has nothing for me to gain but im addicted
Though my heart is pure but my mind is insecure
I used to cry over how my friends know me but never understand 
But i looked in the mirror and i wasnt sure of who iam and where i stand
Im tired of publicizing a fake persona
Pretending all is well but deep down im a loner
Its true i lack self confidence
Isolating myself is a way of self defence
My life of pretence hides the tear...

Addicted to scars

Addicted to scars 


As the rain pelted the earth quenching its thirst. My mind couldn’t help but wander, as the thoughts roared like thunder. “why are we addicted to things that cause us pain?” I asked myself and just then a bolt of lightning flashed before my eyes striking both fear and terror as if mother nature forbid such questions. Her majesty lit up the sky in our very dim lives but even her ferocious voice could not dampen the arguments between my father and my older brother.
My brot...

S. O. S

There are so many things i wish I could say
But i cant so i cry alone everyday 
I keep praying for a true friend
One who wouldn't fight me but defend 
A treasured friend to whom i can empty out my mind
But in this world there are so hard to find
Everyone is now minding their own business
No one cares when one cries
The world only feels sorry when one dies
If only we listened we could have saved so many lives
But so many souls have died
Because no one wants to swallow their pride
Woul...

Big boys do cry

I used to be confident
Walking in the streets proud of who iam
But now i sit alone and cry
I look in the mirror and see me but im a stranger
During the night im so emotional but during the day im quick to anger
Sometimes i do overeact
Thinking no one loves me and i dont know how to act
But truth is im lonely 
I try talking to people but the effort is on me only
Now here iam finding peace on a piece of paper
Hurt to a point where i believe i dont need anyone 
At a time when i needed fr...

The fire that can burn a bridge

The Fire That Can Burn a Bridge



I fidget uncomfortably in the backseat of a car which is legally supposed to carry six people but was carrying nine. For a moment I couldn’t feel my own two legs and to make matters worse I couldn’t feel my own buttocks but we didn’t care how terrible the ride so long we reached the destination. The driver of the car was of my age and just like any other troubled youth, survival was on the mind. The kombi drivers would frequently engage in a heart throbbing...

Big boys do cry

Big Boys Do Cry
“August. August, hurry come see this!” cried my friend Sky. “Im taking a shower. What is it?” I yelled back. “Get out the bathroom Bro come quick.” I hastily got out the shower half naked and tip-toed like a thief in a movie on the slippery floor toward the lounge where Sky was. “Did I win the competition? “I asked, my face brightly lit in anticipation. “What? No!” he replied completely confused. “Rose is cheating on you, look at this”. He handed me his phone and I couldn’t beli...

Addicted to scars

Addicted to scars 


As the rain pelted the earth quenching its thirst. My mind couldn’t help but wander, as the thoughts roared like thunder. “why are we addicted to things that cause us pain?” I asked myself and just then a bolt of lightning flashed before my eyes striking both fear and terror as if mother nature forbid such questions. Her majesty lit up the sky in our very dim lives but even her ferocious voice could not dampen the arguments between my father and my older brother.
My brot...

Dreams of brighter days

Dreams of Brighter Days

He stares out the window as the pouring rain dampened the snores of his two sons lying on their cardboard bed partially covered by his graduation gown. His dreams were melting faster than the wax candle that dimly lit his home. “We have no more money” interrupted his wife Peace. His gaze was still steadily fixed out the window before taking a sip out of a small bottle as he wrinkled his face but it helped alleviate the pain. He was the man of the house but his pockets...

Tossing and turning in my bed
Trying to fall asleep to evade the demons in my head
These screams in the dark
I can feel the beasts mark
Suddenly awoke, my heart beating fast
Taking every breath like its my last
Overthinking of either the future or the past
I can hear death talking to me 
I die in my dreams he is stalking me 
My mind is corrupted 
These sick thoughts hovering uninterrupted 
Its this loneliness that turned us into poets
Too scared of the judgment that comes out of expr...

Through these words i sing melancholic melodies
To all the souldiers who feel like nobodies
The monotonous rhymes in these lines
Pregnant with tears and pain from the lonely times
The pleasure and the pain of the comfort in my own isolation
Screams in the dark from the mind corrupted since the genesis of its creation
There is joy in lust but pain in trust
Im already blown away before i return to dust
How can a farmer hate what he grows
How can the heart deny what the mind already knows...

Stroking the pen at midnight
Shedding quiet tears that only appear at night
Confusing emotions grabbing me
Whilst the demons in my head run around free
Cant stop thinking of what's next
The thought of my lifes journey leaves me perplexed
Im a small being with big dreams
But being me is harder than it seems
Even though i still have hope
But im a letter trapped in an envelope 
Too scared to let the world read
Because of the jealousy and hatred they breed
When i think about the future m...

Imagine a world without the birds to sing their songs
A world without the sun that shines so bright in our dim lives
Imagine a night without the moonlight to guide the lost
Without the stars that flock the sky
Imagine a world without the flowers that color the earth
Without the bees jumping from flower to flower spreading more joy
Imagine the world without the hush of the rain to wash away the pain
To bring new life and hope
Imagine the world without those trees
To give us shade and lif...

I see grown men in the streets begging
Old woman displaying homemade liquor they selling
My heart hurts
They had the same dreams too
But how did it turn into this?
The prostitutes we judge in the streets but don't know what they go through
The hungry thieves behind bars whilst the rich thieves drive flashy cars
But who grows up dreaming to be a thief? 
Who dreams to be a prostitute? 
Who wishes to beg in the streets living destitute? 
They had dreams too just like me and you
They want...

Dear God forgive us for the way we living
Believing that the world is fun when we sinning
Some of us are stuck in mental and emotional prisons
Its either we too drunk or too high to escape the bars of these prisons
We witness our dreams die every sunrise
Grown men and women are too smoked out to give us advice
Its like the youths are hustling for bottles and blunts 
Some steal and kill for them drugs
Tomorrow's leaders are today's thugs
We all battling addiction 
From drugs to alcohol...