What is happiness?
I must find my happiness from myself
And for myself
For my happiness to start and end with another, that very thought frightens me
I can’t depend on another person for my happiness
I want to be a person who has found
The disparity in people’s perception of Africa is remarkable;
For some, she is the hopeful bride, a chance of something new -
The fabled Promise Land to which they can find their hope and desires
To live, again, in the reality once forgotten,
It is not like any other
Its untold fate, now can you discover
With a burning lump I swallow the rage
Yet it creeps up freed from its cage
Oh how it grows in faith
Fed the cries of the oppressed left in
I know my place
I tried multiple times to walk in another mans shoes and it bruised my heel
The pain from trying to pretend I am something which I am not continuously hurt my soul.
Walked the wrong path
I meet numerous versions of you every other day, every other minute maybe even every second, there you are, lurking.
As I begin to walk down my street this evening, I start to think “why?” Why does this always happen to