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Jealous 

Am jealous of the rain

That fall upon your skin,

It’s closer than my hand have been,

Oh am jealous of the rain…

Am jealous of the light,

That makes your day so bright,

Yeah, i wish i could be the reason for this,

But, I look to you for my light. 

I thought that I’d be done, though,

My heart breaks in silent, as I seat through the night’s breeze.

And I thought that I would move on, but, I ended up giving in.

Cause you all I want, and I knew from the very first moment.

I feel like I lost my track and I can’t get back on,… Hhhhh…

My tribute to labrinth’s song, Jealous 

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Hey, you… 

Your eyes reminds me of the time before dawn… When the sun is about to come up with the promise of a new adventure. When the first ray of light emerges yet the stars shine bright still and the memory of yesterday remains fresh in the mind. The reflection on them shows how you see the world, kind, warm, new at every turn, one could only get lost in them even when trying to be careful. 

Those succulent lips can be so distracting when you talk… With a hint of a smile every time. Gets me to wonder what’s so amusing. And the smile that comes with it, for a moment… Just in that exact moment, I could swear that time stops and it seems like it will never go away. Like that smile is meant to last forever, as it should… 

And your skin… Clearly well taken care of. Also-…. 

I walk in to the room and find her on her computer looking all engrossed in her work. I seat in a chair across her at the table… She’s wearing a simple white t-shirt and a pair of fitting jeans, but she is barefoot. I smirk at that observation. She raises her head to see who it was. With the familiar face staring back at her, she smiles and goes back to her computer 

Me: hey, what are you working on? 

Her: oh, just some stuff… 

Me: take a coffee break, you look like you’re about to tech yourself to insomnia. 

Her: just a bit more and then we can have as much coffee as you want. 

Me: mmm very tempting, but I know, you. You won’t stop… You’re work will still be here in 20 minutes 

She looks up, she knows I won’t stop. 

Her: fine…  What do you have in mind?… 

Mmmmm where was I, Ah!  Your skin… 

Right. Clearly well taken care of could even give the Queen of Sheba a run for her money. Your skin shade is that of a the chocolate specially made from the factory of Willy Wonker in the pool of chocolate and the waterfall of milk creating a new shade that is especially, tantalising. 

Your mind, how you think, always amuses me. Am always eager to see what you would do or how you would react to some situations. Even in the dark you always seem to know how to come out of it. And when you are down, know that I will be there every step on your way back…  I may not have a shining armor but I’ll be your huntsman.

I wish I could continue but am lacking of words at this point. I have more to say but I would rather say it in person. 

I’m just talking to myself. 

When you see me walking on the streets, 

And I seem to no not have a destination, 

Doesn’t mean am lost for a meet. 

Its on purpose that I  have no direction.

For somewhere deep in a castle that glints, 

I seet across someone and hold a conversation. 

Me: want to play chess,

Him:hmm, sure. To what do I owe the pleasure of the visit?(he snaps his fingers and the chess board appeared) last you where here you were a mess. I’ll take the white, you be the dark

Me: well, you live, you learn. I think  karma has taken a liking to me… 

Him:(he moves, I move) hmmm… What is it this time? 

Me: don’t pretend like you don’t know… Ah…! Am winning this one. 

Him: fine I know, so what? You want me to wave a magic wand and make your problems go away?(notices something.) best change direction before you make friends with the tarmac. 

In the real world, I turn a corner… It was evening and a little light rays hit the street, it was scarcely populated. As I continued on, I was back in the castle. 

Me: Haha no… That’s mine to bare. I just want company. 

Him: (left with one move, I block him, checkmate)Bah! Huuuh! Win some… Lose some. Go find a real person. 

Me: not that easy, 

Him: am not real… Don’t be afraid of rejection. Say hello,. 

Me: haha if it was that easy, I wouldn’t need you. 

Him: Exactly! (he says, leaving) Remember, am you, so I know you can d.. .. 

He fades away. Am left in the castle alone. 

I go back to reality, I walk by a coffee shop, I see a lady alone through the window… 

Leap of faith? 

Dance in the rain

Stuck in the rain with no shelter. What else can a man do but to despair… 

Wrong! What you got to do is blow up and feel the rain down, bare. 

You have to know that it’s God’s blessing to receive the rain that erodes away the pain that you so complain.

Look at it this way, you are not the only one who goes through strain.

So for a second, stop thinking and enjoy the moment that went to its way to get to you. 

I suggest you dance like Marcus Huston in ‘Stomp the Yard’, and embrace the day that is ever changing like a dance. 

So be fluid and let them troubles erase away. 

A wise man said, holding a cup of water is easy, but holding a cup of water the whole day is taxing

Mad man to sad man

Too much thought to trifle 

A man’s got his rifle, to his chin

About to blow his brains to smithereen. 

No break from evolving trouble, 

It literally feels like it rains in rabbles. 

Its like opening a door to an avalanche, knowing that the next door its worst than than. 

See life sweeps the floor with his face while karma plays its tricks on him till he lacks faith. 

Even if he pulls through the avalanche, an eruption is about to occur reaches out. 

Afore he pulls the trigger, remember this is all in the ill mind of a mad man transforming to a sadman. 

I mean, what is the point of holding on when all that happens is getting blown. Being at the disadvantage of the world’s game, its better to end it at your own pace. Right? You answer that. 

Is it justified to be undignified, stripped of pride, getting a thorny ride to your eventual demise? 

They say no pain no gain but if its more pain no gain whats the point trying. 

He might as well call on to the sandman to put him to sleep for all eternity. For that seem to be his only and final destiny. 

BATTLEFEEL


Mmm, see everyday we wake up

Put that brave face  on, so you can face what wrong

With the day, that carries the great  weight  of war

Now you gotta be willing, to be a part of this kill

That not only takes away the life, but you sell your soul to it. 

But if you don’t you find yourself by the creek, while  people packing heat pointing guns on you back

Unapologetically saying “hey man if you don’t swim we won’t get much  to eat. Nothing personal, its just the fact that you ain’t  worth the discomfort.”

Damn, the world can be heartless. 

The truth is that, at some point in the future, we think that things may get better,

But we find ourselves clawing our paths hoping to get to success, or peace or prosperity. 

But for that a price to pay, you might get to a certain top but, howmany lives have you ruined? How many more till your satisfied. 

You tend to lose your humanity in pursuit of a thing that you can’t grasp

So do me a favor  and stop, take a break  and have a look a round, and tell me what you see, is anyone smiling, laughing, dancing with you, or are they not even willing  to talk to you. 

Don’t worry  am not blaming  you, am simply saying that you need to be appreciative,

This world is old but you won’t last that long, it’s got years on you. You should be grateful it hasn’t turned on you

The the destruction it leaves on its wake, its amazing how we hope it would end. 

But that’s just a lie we tell to ourselves knowing very well that this is nothing short of a Battlefield

Grasping at straws

Everybody always  smile in times  of trouble to show  that that trouble doesn’t shake them. 
But facing that demon is not always a walk in the park

Hell you couldn’t even raise a grain of sand when facing some problems. 

So you turn desperate, from sweet to  sour. 

Some comes and tells you, “don’t show your back to your friends, you never know how many knives may go through.”

So you protect yourself by aligning yourself to the wall. 

Hoping that the ball won’t roll, on you. 

Even if you see no chance of survival, you still claw your way up the sink hole

Joe Frazier went at it  with Mohammed Ali,

Toe to toe with this giant badly. 

But he knew that was the last time def kweli. 

Though he threw those punches for his life, his legacy 

He earned his place in the wall of legends, the guy who went at it with the charismatic Mohammed Ali. 

So fight your way through, you might come out in beast mode

Thrive after you come out of that hole that you struggle tooth and nail to get out of… 

Exam waiting 

​His heart is pounding, leg are shaking

As he walks into the room that his facing, you can see in his eyes, the doubt unmistaken. 

With enough  will power, he brought himself to his desk. 

Looking around the room, it seemed gloomy, 

It looked like everyone else felt the pressure. At least he wasn’t  alone, in this battle of  pens and papers. 

Waiting for the event of the day to begin, his mind wonders, to a world where there is nothing  but leisure, 

Not something  he was expecting, but its not something that he would be regretting, 

Cause in such a time of nervousness, the smallest things can give you pleasure. 

As the papers were being distributed, he kept staring at his fellow classmates to find any little information about them. 

The effort proved ney. 

He resorted to wait, heard pages flip, pens tap the desk. 

They appeared to be getting louder by the minute 

They all seemed busy, that meant  that they understood the questions, 

What if he didn’t? What if all the studying he did was all for nothing?

It was just a matter of time before he got fed up, but the paper finally came. 

Wide eyed as he started to read the  question, 

But that’s a story for another day.