It’s crazy how, from day to day, things can change
What was once cherished yesterday, tomorrow does not feel the same
You used to gaze into the windows of my soul and get lost for days
Mystery, curiosity & excitement like an actor for the first time stepping on stage
You would glance at me and I at you it would feel like eternity
Like father time himself came down and paused this moment just for you and me
For us to realize that we are a match made in both heaven and hell
Our battle scared hearts aching and yarning with so many stories to tell
Stories of how ‘He’ used you and how ‘She’ betrayed, then proceeded to break me
Used shattered pieces on the floor of what was once pure, beautiful & pristine
It’s crazy how, from day to day, things can change
Now when I look into your eyes it all feels so strange.

 

Strange…. like our connection never happened and we did not click
Do my senses deceive me; symptoms of a mind that is now love sick?
Things have changed…. But were they ever what they seemed to be?
I guess, like they say, “If it is too good to be true then it just might be”
I thought we were one, I was you and you were I, soul mates reunited
But as I sit here bleeding this pen dry, I wish we had never started
Started this love thing intertwining our lives and souls, I curse you Cupid
I let my guard down, I let you in too far, Lord, how could I have been so stupid?
I heard someone say, “When you care so much for someone, you tend to lose it.”
My thoughts of it used to differ; I thought that is when you actually really find it
Well I found it, more hurt, heartbreak and pain
It’s crazy how, from day to day, things can change
I still check on you from time to time and I see you smiling and laughing
I could say that I am doing the same, but I would probably be lying

 

But does it matter? So long as you are happy, is that not right?
While you are somewhere out there, I lay here in bed thinking of you all night

 

I’m told there will come a time when the sun shines and it will be a brighter day
I think tomorrow is that day because the time has come for me to walk away

 

Bid farewell to all the misery and pain
I smile as I can’t help but think…

 

It’s crazy how, from day to day, things can change
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Stop The Killing

I have something that I would like to get off my chest. This particular topic has been bugging me for a while now, so here goes….

To the Police (the few corrupt ones)

I understand that your job is stressful and it requires a lot of mental strength to execute effectively and still know that you may one day not return to your family. I sympathise, but to tell the honest truth that badge, uniform, gun and authority that you enjoy is not to be abused.

The community that you have vowed to protect and serve deserves exactly that, protection and service. You take that oath knowing that there are people out there that see you as a guardian, a friend and a hero. You are a role model to many and those many people want to do what you do because there is supposed to be honour that comes with that badge, you are the face of courage, you are the last line of defence.

So let me say this … We are NOT your cash cows, we are NOT your punching bags and we are NOT here for your target practice. We are in fact each other’s responsibility and if we respect one another then we can protect one another. Too many good men and women die in the line of duty, but all we here from some people is “F*ck the police!!”, “He/ She was probably corrupt, why were they there all alone?”

When it is time for the community to help with bringing the criminals responsible to justice, the community often does nothing because YOU have tainted that badge, YOU have dishonoured your oath and in fact your hands are dripping with the blood of the innocent and the tears of the orphaned.

WE NEED JUSTICE!!

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SOURCE: http://www.nydailynews.com/opinion/harry-siegel-lonesome-death-eric-garner-article-1.2032281
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SOURCE: http://africajournalismtheworld.com/2015/04/15/south-africa-malawians-to-be-evacuated-after-five-africans-killed-in-xenophobic-atracks/
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SOURCE: http://www.salon.com/2014/08/18/whites_republicans_less_likely_to_say_that_ferguson_shooting_raises_social_issues/
Source: http://time.com/3111474/rand-paul-ferguson-police/
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To the Community

As we all know, there is a fair amount of disdain towards the police service as a whole, I have seen this with my own two eyes. Police get rocks thrown at them, they get shot at and they get killed, these people are not superhuman. They get mistreated at work, they work long hours and are often underpaid so the frustration builds up, I am sure you can relate.

It is not fair that we treat them all the same and I know that it’s difficult to distinguish between the truly committed ones and the corrupt ones, but we have to try. Imagine if it was your father, mother, brother or sister that put their lives on the line daily…. How would you look at law enforcement then?

In South Africa the rate of cop killings is extremely high (recently 5 cops have injured or killed in just 11 days) and I refuse to believe that nobody knows anything about who the killers are and where they can be found. So this means that there is no justice for these brave souls and no rest for their families. We need to get out of the culture of not coming forward with vital information, but also our safety must be guaranteed.

Let’s stop protecting killer scum and then complain that South Africa is going to the dogs. How long will we turn the blind eye before these criminals show up at our door steps wanting what we have worked for so hard? There is no honour amongst thieves.

We are brothers & sisters, so let us look after one another.

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SOURCE: http://www.timeslive.co.za/local/2015/03/30/four-policemen-shot-in-n3-hijacking1
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To the Government

To you I say, enough is enough!! Our fathers and mothers CANNOT continue to be slaughtered like this. Slaughtered like animals in an abattoir with nowhere to go. You need to identify this criminal element and crush it at its source… South Africa will NOT become a battleground, this beautiful country will NOT be a warzone and we will NOT be held prisoner in our own homes!! Exterminate this problem and kill the seed before it grows to the point of no return. If not for us, then for our kids and grandchildren.

Do it for Andries Tatane.

Do it for Mido Macia.

To the Criminals

You will not win!!

Throughout history, it has been the inaction of those who could have acted; the indifference of those who should have known better; the silence of the voice of justice when it mattered most; that has made it possible for evil to triumph.

Haile Selassie

Clouds and darkness surround us, yet Heaven is just, and the day of triumph will surely come, when justice and truth will be vindicated.

Mary Todd Lincoln

Inspired by the #MakeItStop campaign

Truth be told, in my opinion, campaigns to stop women abuse should not exist… AT ALL. There should have never been a reason for them to exist. Unfortunately we (men) have let our women down.

How, as human beings, have we gotten to the point where we have to start mass movements, campaigns and protests to stop what should have never started in the first place? The continued verbal, emotional and physical abuse of women is something that should have never taken place.

As a man, it is in your nature to conquer and destroy, attack the competition and always be the best! But to conquer is not to conquer her mind, but her obstacles. To destroy, is not to destroy her body but destroy her fears. To attack is not to attack her, but to attack all those things that would put her safety in danger. To be the best, is not to be better than her, but be her equal and create an environment where YOU are the best partner for her.

Before you strike her, think about the fact that she is someone’s daughter, she is someone’s mother, and she is someone’s role model. How would you, as a man, feel if someone put hands on your daughter, mother, sister, significant other?

Cherish one of the most precious gifts that men have been given and protect her to the ends of the earth.

These are just MY opinions.

“The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” – Edmund Burke

Show Them You’re a Different Kind Of Animal

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Whilst walking the road of life we will often find ourselves facing MANY different challenges ranging from family issues to personal inner conflicts, but perhaps the most frustrating of them all is conflict within us that is inflicted by society and external pressures… From trying to outdo the top achiever at work to trying to prove that you’re deserving of your position in life generally. Out of all of this one thing will always stay relevant and true and that’s the fact that you must always stand… This can be achieved simply by being yourself because no one does you better than YOU!!!  So when they try to frustrate you and keep you down, rise up all the time and SHOW THEM YOU’RE A DIFFERENT KIND OF ANIMAL!!!!!

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A Year and A Day

A year and a day have passed, I still think of you.
A year and a day have passed, I’m reminded of what we went through.
A year and a day have passed, I vividly remember what it’s like to be with you.
A year and a day have passed, I miss time spent……. just us two.

A year and a day have passed, but honestly it has been much longer
I think I now know what they mean by “time makes the heart grow fonder”
Hours and days, months and years have passed since I saw you last,
But nothing can truly discourage the heart from what it really wants.

You think you’re moving forward, but you’re actually going back,
Back to where you absolutely want to be but can never ever stay,
Back to where you thought you had it figured out, it was part of the plan..
Back to where you always smiled and lived through happier days.

A year and a day has passed, I thought it was said and done…
It may hurt now but tomorrow surely the sun will rise,
Rise to a better day and a brighter future for a year or two…
Stronger each year even though I’m plagued by thoughts of you.

Be Careful

Be careful and weary my friend, for treasures are often discovered at the very end.

Be careful and weary to not push away that one and only true friend.

You see, life and past experience dictates that you put up high walls and defences to protect yourself

Amidst all of that you end up alienating those that always were there and truly had your back

I know you may not see it or realise it now but as the pen is mightier than the sword, words always cut the deepest

So you may one day look back and see that you actually lost something special because you couldn’t get out of your own way and end up wallowing in self pity and regret

So, be careful and weary my friend and do not squander and take your gifts from God for granted

Guard that heart that was meant for you and consider if your words and actions towards them will be heartfelt.

Let yourself be supported and loved.

Olwam

The Game

The Game, funny how life works
Got love for the Game and all its perks
The Game, lethal in its nature but splendidly beautiful
Character building and probably life saving too.

Depending on how you play the game you’ll win
But be careful as the game was built to sell you dreams
The Game, like it or not, it has to be played
You’re happy she left but wished she had stayed

Play the Game but you have to be strong to survive
Sometimes in the Game you get a knock and you take a dive
But character is not judged by how you were when on top
But how you pick yourself up when you take that knock

The Game, where not all is as it seems
Promising luxuries of rich cheese and cream
But the game will hurt and break you through and through
Try to involve your friends but the only person that can help you is: YOU

Olwam

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The seventh day, the perfect day
God created a masterpiece, She took a rest
She created a beauty for us to play
She wanted us to marvel and get the best.

At some point brother turned on brother
The design was not to be the same
Freedom of choice our greatest burden
We choose but in hard times we pray Her name.

MAN rose up to the earth and gripped her by the throat!
Choked her, punched her, disrespected her entirely.
MAN looted and plundered, stripped her bare for riches and fur coats.
We raped what was meant to be our paradise away from the heavenly.

To man that wasn’t enough, not at all
We had to go after the mothers of children
Daughters of fathers, man took it all
Forced ourselves and took what was meant to be given.

So we created an open wound
A wound that will take generations to heal
True love and peace is still misunderstood
Selfish to what others heart’s truly feel

MAN treat your WO MAN with love
Show your sons that they are queens
To be protected and looked after
Elevated and respected on all levels.

I Thought, I Felt, I knew I Was In Love

I used to think I was ready for love….
I looked up and made many wishes upon the stars.
I used to think I was ready for love….
I knew it would mean I’d have to open up and drop my guard.
I used to think I was ready for love….
I would have to trust someone not to hurt me and make me their world.
I used to think I was ready for love….
To have moments where I would let go and drift off to cloud nine just from hearing her words.

I felt I was ready for love….
When eyes locked together seemed to create nothing but magic.
I felt I was ready for love….
When we could sit up all night and talk about the relevant and equally irrelevant.
I felt I was ready for love….
When all I could think about was your eyes in the sunlight and your hair in the wind.
I felt I was ready for love….
When being away from you felt like an eternity but being with you time stood still.

I knew I was in love….
When I gave everything and everyday felt like the greatest blessing.
I knew I was in love….
When I finally felt complete and knew you had the pieces that were missing.
I knew I was in love….
When I had to decide to let you go be with someone else that made you happier.
I knew I was in love….
When I found my love for myself through it all and finally found my saviour.