Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

A letter to my son

 

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My son am lying on this death bed,  I see  you keep on crying every time a cough,and run out breath you wish that I will be well so that we laugh and play as usual, well its my desire too but as the old proverb says, that a man come to the universe to accomplish a mission which as a write this letter to you I believe I have accomplished mine and my time to be elevated to the next level has come, therefore my child weep no more.

You are still very young,  tender, naive and very very innocent, you are a kind  hearted fellow, you carry within you a great hunger for knowledge and wisdom, I know that by the questions you keep on asking , how you stare and concentrate when am talking or teaching something.

Am leaving this hateful corrupt  universe but I want you put in mind that as you grow up you will come across many people who will push down, some of them will hate you, some will fight you with the aim of destroying what is in you, at some point you will feel worthless, hated, rejected, useless, a minority, worthless and even you will feel like taking your life, or leaving to a place where there is no people, hard times are coming my son difficult that when a one tries to go down a thorny tree, you will feel hopeless like a poor man trying to put  off lava  from an active volcano with a bucket of water dangerous like a suffer trying to surf through a tsunami,  Tough time are coming.

I want you to remember my son that you have greatness in you that no one else have in the planet and that is why you will pass through a lot of tribulations, persecution and many more, please do not give up for I will be watching from the distance have the courage of a KENYAN  Maasai Moran when he goes to kill a lion in the wildness, have the confidence of the great Mohamed Ali even if you know you will not win, search for wisdom so that you can the modern King Solomon,Fight your wars like Samson, because the force within you is a mighty one.

MY son am at peace now because I know the world is in good hands .

I can die in peace but remember that I will always be on your side

DON’T LET THE SYSTEMS DETER YOU.

 

ALUTA CONTINUA

Give And It Shall Come Back To You

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Today morning I was caught up in a funny situation, I was alone looking straight at a tree, when my friends came to they were amazed, they thought I was high   HAHHAH.

What they did not know is  that I was  thinking of how did this tree grow from a tiny seed into a huge widely spread tree providing shades to hundreds of people every day, supplying fruits to millions of hungry people throughout the years, without failure, but in every season.

How did it survive the harsh climatic conditions, the heavy rain, floods, the dry hot seasons the hurricanes, and many more.

After ages of time and after a very keen detailed observation, I concluded that  from the beginning a seed cannot germinate without the help of a farmer,a farmer cannot be able to plant the seed if there is no soil, the soil cannot be able to germinate the seed if there is no sunlight to provide chlorophyll   after the seed germinates the and the tree starts to grow it has to give nutrients to the soil through the roots so that the soil will be more fertile and be more strong, when the tree is grown it gives back to the sun by attracting rain therefore reducing the amount of the evaporated  water in the sky  and also in return it acts as a water catchment ares to avoid the soil being washed away therefore that why the tree survives hundreds and hundreds of years.

In life that we live in we cannot make it alive by ourselves, we must have people around us who push us through to accomplish what we want and in return we have to give but directly or indirect, friends family and the people we come across in our day to day life your plays a huge role in your life , treat them well, support them and be on their side whenever they need you, because you will need them one day.

Be a firm tree that gives back when the time to give comes.

GIVE AND IT SHALL COME BACK TO YOU

ALUTA CONTINUA

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