life don' need be walking on eggshells let lives be lives not 'living hells' your glass is half full not the real problem it is only trouble you say for all of 'em Mum used to say a doggie's poo neither good as a spread nor good as a glue as i've said before either be someone's or let someone be and let life be easy walking on eggshells is a miserable feeling those who inflict hell should be thrown with the peelings
me and myself not the only two world is more than just me and you live and let live thrive and let thrive leave all to their belief survive and let survive these words of elders no way they are mine in dark they're shelters standing up to the times easy to say hard to follow easy to bite hard to swallow untill they're observed these words are absurd me and myself not the only two world is more than just me and you come let's discover true ubuntu!
there is no such thing as absolute freedom be it of speech or any other as long as there exists any such entity called constitution there will always be restrictions of some type or another to exist as a human society we must come to terms with the relative freedoms we have, we can have or the ones we have to let go ain't no such thing as social justice warriors advocates may be but warriors would mean people who are ready to slay which would be an oxymoron. Disagreement and dissent ...
i refuse to praise gore i refuse to vent rage i refuse to be a foe regardless of the age the age of discontent the age of disrespect i defy the defiling defiants the complying non-compliants! neither new nor old not bein' 'kool' nor bold stating the blatant obvious the way it should be told
friends gained this year are many friends lost in the year are nill now do not come asking count I am superstitious still a year of personal gain in a year of global pain an ice cube on a hot pan peck o' dust on blowing fan yes indeed, this too shall pass memories only to last a mixed bowl of sweet and sour too much for me to devour end o' year : personal high knowing this well : end is nigh!
Slumped on the branch of a gum tree lain the body of a man shirtless decaying flies and moths feeding off chest and face arms dangle on either side of branch no sign of trauma on the face or the body for he is asleep deep!
sick to the stomach is how it feels sluaghter on streets homes, ruins of apolitical, innocents and downright sacred-the children how can you sleep be it in day or night or how and if on earth you got an ounce of peace the so called victors? sipping this sip of drink makes me feel sick guilty of locking away the remains of my consicence every smile I smile gives a kick to the heart of forcefully overlooking sad sad history unfolding in the present! ...
One day I will walk the walk the one I tried to avoid I shied away from to the extent that I shackled myself to the beast called life walk the walk I will peace will be the one to chase me not the other way around bound i am today but it is not forever
you do not need to travel too far to travel too far separation also occurs in the absence of a war it's the infinite distance between two finite numbers on the same side of the fence with the open eyed slumbers you travel too far away despite the walking along the meanings lose all their say despite the sweetest of songs