I learned two things this morning, one is that caring for someone is conditioned on the basis of benefit
Two, If there’s an aspect of your life that brings you joy outside that persons perimeter, than that becomes the end of it
I relatively don’t relate to relatives that stick around for benefits
There’s only friend I can relate to anyway…
Hello pain my good old friend…
For a moment there I thought I lost you but we clearly have a bond that would never end…
I saw joy about two weeks ago, that’s not particularly true coz I have no idea how joy looks like…
I’ve searched for her in the thought patterns of authors especially in the love books type…
I hate how you make me feel but it appears you are the only one that actually cares…
Here’s what’s messed up, even if you buy expensive fabric, over a long period of time, it eventually tears…
As far as my life goes, Nothing good has been known to last
I’m a true depiction of a social miscarriage but I know that this too shall pass
I’m the it’s not you it’s me type with potential to kill the beginning of a good thing before it actually starts
The parable phrase handler
Choke a life out of a thing strangler
Take whatever life throws at you settler
All other sorts of life quotes, etcetera etcetera
See I was told to see change even in its absence, oh how I wish that was my next position
There’s only one person on the face of the earth that comprehensively gets me like an exposition
I used to think I’m socially awkward
Until I realized I’m actually forward
I hate company as much I love a crowd around me
There’s a difference, one is deliberate and intentional while the other has nothing to say about me
I got no boundaries, and the ones I attempted to erect are made of plastic bags
What good is a long walk to mental freedom if you simply used prostatic legs?
See I pen down my emotions for the masses to listen
But I have none left except for this emotionally dead images and how their caskets are sinking
What’s the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning?…
I would have loved to say I pray but that won’t be true coz the first thing I do is have that good old traditional bantu man yawning
Some people reach for their phones, old folks reach for their teeth, repetition of life becomes boring…
The human in us that fears rejection takes a few likes on our social media pictures online as a warning..
I can never love you enough to fully understand what love is
Plus broken pieces of glass glued together will always slip a leak, I hope you understand what that means
I have met wonderful people in this brief life of mine, unfortunately some of whom became bygones
Love your neighbor as you love yourself is a concept that died the day human beings started to buy guns
This world is no longer good enough to appreciate someone or say I love you without being considered as having ulterior motives
But I hate being put in a corner like a letter stamp, I’m a firm believer in that good old school friendship, that’s where my interior hope is
Maybe I hide my insecurities behind sentences I thought or perhaps I’m genuinely misunderstood
So I keep my ear to the ground for generational life lessons, I’m K.DOT, Damn, 8, grounded like what’s underfoot
The need to be understood comes with expectations and I’m talking plenty
But the joy that comes with the peace of mind of knowing I no longer have to explain myself is comforting and steady
I get it, finding someone that’s genuine about ones emotional state is not trendy
But How do you explain the overwhelming feeling of dejavu like you’ve met this person already
Social inclusion is one hell of a drug, the bastard child of insecurity, it’s there for a while and than watch it vanish
I have learned in a week what many years couldn’t establish
What I keep as a souvenir in my house is the knife that fake friends use to stab others in the back with
Being socially awkward has its perks, i catch on slow like a tortoise, I tear toys of those that don’t share toys, in other words I’m the kid they didn’t wanna play with
I’m not anti social, I’m simply on a different orbit, I roller skate around Jupiter, it’s funny, I don’t trust people, especially the institutions I bank with
It’s sad when you’re misunderstood even by the people you stay with
So there she sat, at the stairs of a media house with little knowledge of what she’d become
And I didn’t plan to react like glue, yet she stuck on me so whatever this is, may it’s intentions be done
I used to think that the concept of love at first sight is redundant
When something is too good to be true it eventually vanishes from you
All we carry are memory filled briefcases, pain and no sense of belief like what an unbeliever would do
What was I thinking? That I’m the exception to the rule?
How could I love you truly if I never knew to love
How would you know that I don’t really love you if you are new to love
Coz even if I loved you truly than it’s never good enough.
This word has been reduced to pleasure and chocolate carbs
How do we claim love if we walking around with broken hearts
I’ve got a drum loud enough to wake sleeping love
I’m by myself but I’m thinking what you are thinking of
I bet if I bought a butterfly, it better fly
This black and army color, took me straight to war
How do you define a feeling that you’ve never felt before
Maybe you’re scared to love truly coz you’ve been hurt before
And honesty I get you, coz I’ve been there before
Life and love are equal ain’t no such thing as a love life
A love song and a song for love, is similar if you write right
Did you know that compared to men’s 7000 words, a woman speaks about 20 000 words a day?
This is no coincidence, because the power of life is in the tongue so she spends the day speaking a safe universe in existence for her children to stay
She is woman, a mother, the stretch marks are nothing more than rich wells of birth pains, yet she dares to walk with the strength of a thousand feet
Out of her, a generation of greatness is birthed, single and unemployed but that’s not how you spell defeat
She knows full well that she will be desired by others only if she desires herself
She fights against the odds, what is rejection if not a passing wind, speak not of love coz she is all that by herself
They say alongside every successful man is a faithful woman so ultimately alongside every successful women, is herself
She stands not for singular reasons but for a conglomerate of women
She is a Wife, a Mother, a Pillar, a foundation, a corporate figure, she is super woman
She breaks free from the cage of gender stereotypes
A goddes amongst men, a collection of meteorites
Breaking the chains of social injustice that restricts her from reaching her dreams and aspirations
Her name is woman, who else do you know with the strength to raise a nation
This is for my mother, the woman I owe my life to, through whom I learned all of my life lessons
She taught me to never covet, celebrate other people’s achievements and always thank God no matter how big or small the blessings
Women are times-less but sadly not immortal
God should an extra day to every human that they fought for
This is for the Rosa Namises and every child that’ she cared for
This is for the heroic Kakurukaze Mungunda and her choice to not play it careful
For the queen that breaks her back to make sure that her kids have a plate full
She’s all in one, a queen and a servant
She can afford to pay respect because first she earned it
She doesn’t see black and white, she sees the colors of equality
She carries herself in modesty, covered in the shade of democracy
She is more than a figure or shape as perceived by many, look past her beautiful lashes
She’s been tired and tried, through the furnace of life, she arose with crown of beauty not ashes
Franklin Shitaleni 