Walk of Shame/Poetry
Checks when I last posted before this walk of shame
Six days ago. Damn! I should have a good goddamn reason for not keeping up and I do.
Here goes nothing...
Hey guys. How are we doing? The we collectively stands for us as a community. On this end, life is out here serving precious moments blended with a cold I have been working tirelessly to chase away. Work has also been kinda crazy.
The Precious Moments.
Max turned 19 yesterday (21st Sep) and I feel unqualified to say anything about it other than I am very blessed to see him gravitate towards manhood and adulthood. He feels old he said. Like he's manning up and such. Sometimes I look at him and wonder if I ever knew what the adulting I desperately wanted at his age meant. I doubt I did. So I doubt he knows what adulthood translates to.
A girl I am really close to at Dagoretti Rehabilitation School got a scholarship to go to high school next year and I am over the moon. I was so worried about her especially because I understand how much she needs it. She's so determined to change her life and I can't wait.
Oh. And the fact that I survived such a bad cold falls under precious moments too :D Grammar from hell, I know :D
I wrote something over the weekend. It's untitled... Share your thoughts if you can :)
Look closely into my haunted eyes
I have seen my share of spys
Men whose tongues know nothing but lies
The cream of mortal immorals
The beginnings of most quarrels
Caged like unwanted pets
Constantly using their walls to vent
Yet they understand love better than free men
These prisoners who roam far from pens
To look at the world from a broken lens.
Dig behind the curtains of this soul
Go past the inner critic spewing my fouls
There's a heaven like dreamscape
Somewhere I escape
When the stench of burning plastics
Suffocates me in city streets
The disconnection between these free men
Brings my light on it's knees when
I recall the love I witness every time
In those paying for their unforgivable crimes.
**Cross Posted**