TWIST

  I've been to a place  where tears had no race A place where there was no motivation  lamenting discordant tune of insufficient innovation. There, wine is healing when in distress,  remedy to cure all my stress. My tears piled up into a lifetime flood,  Sadness and loneliness resided in my blood.  If my heart had a doorway, It would have been flooded away. #halkenage 

  If I ever knew there was Jesus,  It was because you were there in my crisis.  If I ever believed there was grace,  It was because we both accomplished our race.  Heavens beyond sent me a pure love,  One in the form of an innocent dove.  I don't think I will make it now,  Until I give you, your deserving cow.  Thank you, mama For a life with no drama. #halkenage

  She was six years old when she left home, Toiling and struggling in the creepy streets. Looking and begging for a shelter No one was available to sympathise with her How lonely and miserable it felt and how scary the night was. Being afraid of the night, she only slept in the day. The streets were unsanitary. Undoubtedly, she eventually turned into a man-made stunk. Unlike others, every meal which she barely took was a feast. She fought over leftover foods with dogs and rats just to get something to munch on. Rarely was she ever looked at She watched people walk down the streets with their fancy dresses and shoes, Pathetic teenagers trying to find love,  Marriages getting broken,  Young sons and daughters cursing their own parents, Ungrateful people complaining about their everyday life, People having sexual affairs on the road, Robbers discussing their plans and wives plotting against their own husbands. It hurts to witness the more privileged in society throw out thei...

  Do you know how it feels to be in emotional wheels? To be under your father's hut, Yet not own one hat. Even your own identity as a son  Is hidden away from the sun. Fantasies of laying on a bed all night, never turns out to be right. To wake up every morning,  Only to find myself mourning. Do not worry about how I continue to survive on a rug nor how I feel when I am being treated like a rag. I may not have much, but one day I am going to reward you a hart,  for teaching me how to keep so much grief in my heart. #halkenage 

  Hail be to Green,  True symbolism of Growth,  Blessed be unto Green,  It vigorously represents nature's vegetation.  Minerals lift your name up high,  Emerald can testify to this.  You are not the sky, waters nor seas,  Neither are you the sun.  Some creatures of the sky and waters  couldn't afford to lose you. Their feathers and scales bear witness. You continue to be mystical, You even found your way to our clothing and foods, Your gender is still being questioned, One thing I figured about you is concluding that  you could be the son or daughter of yellow and blue. #halkenage