TIME TRAVELL

Faster than the aero plane, legendary Concorde,

Too fast to handle, too hot to withstand the heat,

Beating the record set by the fire breathing dragon,

In myths and Legends thousands of years ago,

Stallions screeching through medieval streets pulling a golden wagon,

Trans versing through history with my poetic pen,

Every man through every period in time faces the same issues,

Damsel in distress and yes the hero’s miss you,

Have you ever wished you?

Could teleport back and forth across time?

Meet the real Abraham Lincoln or Benjamin Franklin,

Not the one in the movies, the real deal dangling,

Keys of wisdom in your very face,

Leap hundreds of years across the African plains, meet Shaka the Zulu,

Maasai Laibons and King Lobengula in Southern Rhodesia, my friend would you?

Witness the genius of Sun Tzu and the Genghis Khan in the plains of Asia

Take a leap into the history pages,

Witness firsthand the fury and rages ‘of ancient warriors and philosophers,

Sit at the in the class of Socrates and Plato, chew Greek philosophy with Aristotle

Understand first hand Archimedes and his principles,

Calculate Math and interest not forgetting the principal,

Bank on Pythagoras theory, witness victory of ancient slaves,

Triumph over shackles and deadly caves,

Enter minds of great men and women, scientists and politicians,

Engineers, sportsmen and physicians,

The great Houdini, illusionists and Magicians,

March the streets of America with Dr. Martin Luther King Junior,

Clench your fists and fight for Independence with Tom Mboya with the trade unions,

Draft the blue print of Apartheid rebellions,

Iconic Nelson Mandela,

Do big business Like David Rockefeller,

Manipulate electricity with Niccola Tesler,

Come back to the 21^st century and like Hollywood, legendary story teller,

Scribble down your name down history lane and fathom the future like a fortune teller,

Time traveling pen, inked by every second and minute

Just think about it…………

TURBATIO

Drunkards of fortune and fame,

Obsessed with ourselves, and flamboyant names,

Social media generation, hi-tech we claim,

The truth we maim, nothings new under the sun it’s all the same,

Publish my face on magazine covers, create a statue for me,

Make movies and sing about me,

Turn me from an average Lad to a Legend and eventually into a myth

Record every second of my life, every ounce of air I breathe

Later on come and Lynch me when I tell you the truth,

We are used to untruths and lies that sooth,

Our hearts and minds have a twisted perception,

Distorted reception, abnormal connections,

Who are you?

Do you know who you are?

Why can’t you be real, and deal with what’s actual and factual,

Why alter-egos, why AKA’s?

Are you comfortable in your own skin?

Are you keen on being seen as a movie star? Or your favorite actor

In the Latest TV series you’re watching?

Or your favorite MC, musician perhaps, nowadays they use auto tunes

Few are genuine with guitars, drumsticks and the ancient harps,

Traps are all over, it’s all an illusion, and the masses delusional,

There’s always more to that which is visual,

Individual of a crazy generation, mediation of thoughts,

The sort of which are from Drunkards of Fortune and Fame…….

STRANGE TRUTH

Strange Truth

If I blaspheme they call me a master of crafts,

If I speak the truth in my arts, it hurts the hearts of the

Supposedly free, the supposedly wise,

If I cherish my youth, and despise manners uncouth,

Talk about issues when I rhyme in the booth,

Then I’m called a party pooper,

Noise maker & heretic,

The world despises the truth and its authenticity,

That’s why there’s publicity of what is generic,

Commentators, public figures and even the clerics,

What goes around comes around, the world is spherical,

The truth is strange to most, acceptable by a few,

Fresh like the morning dew,

Different points of view, but the truth remains singular,

Seek yee’ and you shall find,

Realize it is Lies that bind,

Open thy eyes, to a journey of a thousand footsteps,

Like the proverbial journey to the alchemist,

Artists, scientists and strategists,

Pilgrimage of chosen not the called,

Stalled in pop culture,

Many are called Few Are Chosen.

Strange Truth

WINGS

I want to fly, past the sky into space witness the cosmic supernovas and hypernovas

I want to feel the constellations, from Leo to Aquarius

Various stars, different shapes and colours,

Great galaxies that make this universe of ours,

I thank the Lord for the knowledge and how empowered,

People of earth are

Learning takes great pain; it leaves us with these scars,

No pain no gain

As I work on every feather, putting together my wings.

I want to fly past the seen horizon to unexplored territory,

I want to quench each and every thirst of my minds depository,

Exploring new frontiers like researchers and scientists,

Classifying knowledge in various categories,

Mysteries of flying will be a distant memory,

That’s why I’m working and gluing each and every feather,

As I glue together my wings.

I want to fly past the conventional,

What society and those around see as intentional,

Sensational achievements will not come by themselves

I want to fly into the history books on bookshelves

To leave a mark, better world than I found

Feeling the flapping and the sound

As I stick each and every weather, putting together

My wings

THOUGHTS AND DREAMS

 

I stare at blank piece of paper and visualize my thoughts dreams and environmental occurrences

I bear to try and compose myself because my thoughts and dreams are mixed up and are causing some turbulence

I care to sort them out in three distinct categories, thoughts dreams and environmental references

I had mentioned earlier

I share my actual thoughts and realize that I visualize the world around me based on my dreams and environmental utterances

I glare at my short comings, so that my strengths are forthcoming, realizing my actual state and dreams are apart

I try to readjust, however it’s not a must because some factors in life are controlled by this environment

Friends, competitors and also the government

I spare time to conduct an assessment of what is and what could have been,

Encouragements and harassment's

Everything happens for a reason and a season

Dreams I still pursue, thoughts that still ensue 

I work on my own life paying less attention to the environmental preferences

I tear into the environment, analyze, dissect and assess all factors

Classifying each and every actor aligning similes with a grammatical protractor

No one will give you the dream in your thoughts

Everything achieved in life ought to be fought for

These are thoughts dreams and environmental occurrences

SOMETIMES

Sometimes I feel Like an inventor, brainy-arch, genius like Nicola Tesler

Sometimes I feel a collector, strength like that of a wrestler,

Sometimes my thoughts wonder, helta skelta,

 Like a tornado, earthquake, winds, cyclones

And hurricanes,

Pushing heavy weights never featherweights,

welter weights

The Good Lord lifted me to unexpected heights

Sometimes I feel like a champion, conquering my opponents,

Covering each base never overlooking any component,

Medals hanging by my neck, trophies lifted what the heck?

Dealing with bulkiness and specks,

Clearer vision I need specs,

Banging electronic music like the proverbial DJ’s on the Decks,

How many miles have I trekked,

The Good lord saved my heart which was wrecked

Sometimes I feel like a philosopher, pondering and wondering over

The concept of a full life, theories spilling over,

The landscape & seas, the skies, the universe that fill up my thoughts,

The battles that I have fought,

Material stuff that I have bought,

The Good lord reminds me that all my sins he has bought