The heart always knows the truth
Black bird
He reached into the depth of it
And there he found what was left of it
A soul that poured out
Clawed out
A living testimony
Crawling out a dark hole
She gave the best of it
Like a black bird
To rise again
Scarred
A living testimony
Strong like a phoenix
A flame sparked
She opened her mouth
And called out from the dark
Echoed voice
Just echoes…
Of a soul
Seeking
Freedom
Blackbird
You have to learn to fly
Again
Sometimes I am given a vision, a thought or words for someone who has passed…this will be the 4th poem of this kind. I have not published the others on my site. Whether I was close or not…the words or vision comes without any effort from me. These are the words I felt…for Philani Thusi an ex learner. A young person who took his own life this past week.
No time left…
When you looked at me
You didn’t see the pain
That broke me
That swallowed me whole
It took my soul
So much brokenness
I spiraled down
Left with no confidence
How much I wanted to be accepted by you
A million likes and reviews
A guess you didn’t know the depth
The depth of how far down it went
It’s too late
I’ve walked through the gate
Signed in
Checked in
No second chance to return
To let you know the depth of
My yearn….ING
Longing
For freedom
Of all the pain
That no one knew I was suffering
I’m gone now
But please
Don’t doubt His existence
He loves me…
His persistence
He chased my soul
I’m gone now
I’m made whole
He is the ultimate judge
Remember
Life is not forever
I’m gone
Make your life count
I’m out…
Written for Philani Thusi… From Heritage Academy, Kwa-Zulu Natal, South Africa
When you hear about so much pain, people who have lost loved ones, I cannot imagine or fathom the depth of brokenness and the feeling of loss. Do not runaway from God. He is Jehovah Nacham, The Lord your comforter. Psalm 56 v 8.
SANITY
Where is sanity
Buffeted by wind and waves
Not in control
Feeling alone
Feeling overwhelmed
Wondering why
Yet you are in my mind, my soul
My stability
My sanity and peace
When things just don’t make sense
And this world…
When will it embrace you
Tossed about
But afloat…
Jesus!
You are my sanity
My number one remedy
It’s you who died for me
And I’m set free
Through all the pain
I know I will gain
Victory
Immeasurably!
When I was broken into pieces on the floor
I heard you calling to me knocking at my door
You mended
Protected
Elevated
Me
You see…and
I am forever
Grateful
Thankful
Praise – full
In this mouth
I will never doubt
Because Jesus
My sanity
Remedy
Paid a hard price for me
No turning back brother, sister
Mother, father
No use looking
There is no other
Stop wasting time
Living in your grime
There is no other Divine
Love
Complete love
That goes beyond and above
No one is given more than one life
Why you want keep living in your strife
Make Him your remedy
He is waiting
Anticipating
Your return
Stop deliberating!
Stop looking the other way
No other day like today
Don’t worry and don’t be afraid
He has already paid the price
No need to be dismayed
You can start debt free in His grace
All you got to do is to start the race
Jesus my sanity
Make Him your number one remedy.
A poem for women’s month. For all woman all over the world. You are strong and you can make it. You are important, counted, wanted and your story, your journey is important. Happy woman’s month. This poem has been performed by myself at book fairs, churches and competitions with my learners at school. I wrote a while back but it had to wait a few years before it came out. I love this poem very much, wrote it from a vision a had of a Zulu women walking up a road with kids and an item on her head. In many countries whether 1st world or 3rd world countries, women are often left to take care of the future generation on their own. I feel their inner strength. It takes a strong women to do this. I cannot completely identify with this but like I said I have visions and at that moment I have a sense of the person. I celebrate you! Single mothers! All women! I celebrate you!
South African word – Viva in South Africa means “Long Live”
Viva woman of South Africa, Viva!
Viva mothers and daughters of Africa, Viva!
Viva mothers and daughters of the world!
For you are like a strong arm that breaks through dry ground,
And within your hands are seeds of hope
Within you lies the future
Spiritually and physically
Within you are words waiting to be spoken
Let them be words of wisdom, peace and life
Speak life mothers
And you will find your strength
Look within and speak forth the promise of tomorrow,
Speak forth for the next generation is waiting,
Strong woman of Africa and the world!
Plant seeds of hope and life,
Be strong like an elephant
And fearless like a lioness,
And have vision like an eagle
Blessed are you who feed the future generation
Blessed are you mothers
Who work tirelessly and pray unceasingly
For your sons and daughters
Pray for your sons, mothers,
Because a nation needs good, strong fathers,
Look to the sky
For sorrow only lasts for a night, a season and soon
Your joy will come
Look within you and see your depth
See your worth.
Speak forth the promise for your tomorrow,
Declare it into existence
Strong sisters,
For you are filled with purpose and passion
You smile at adversity
Because you are filled with destiny
And called for such a time as this…
Step forward and be bold like Esther,
Walk where no other woman has walked before,
Don’t be afraid to be different
Embrace your uniqueness,
For He knit you in your mother’s womb
And He alone knows your destiny and future
You do not walk alone
Hold your head up and don’t look down
For one day you will receive your crown
Wathinta bafazi, Wathinta ‘mbokodo
You strike a woman, you strike a rock
It’s like everybody
Wanna be a king
And somehow
Forgetting who is the King
It’s like everybody wanna be famous
Seeking out all that they think life
Will gain them
Looks like everybody
Wanna be on insta
Be more famous than a well known gangsta
Build up a following
To fill up the longing
Say it’s all about the ‘ching ching’
But it’s really all about self worshiping
Don’t be a liar
Falling deeper in the mire
What are people buying?
What are ya selling?
I hope you’re authentic
Can’t apologize for being a skeptic
I don’t need to be prophetic
With this
I’m being realistic
Are you inspiring
Helping
Changing
With all your ‘Chang Chang’ hanging out
We all know what thats about
Shoot, who ya fooling
When we all know what ya selling
And it ain’t pleasing
To Him
God most high
Are you even getting this?
I doubt you even in the loop
Can’t understand what I’m saying
Surely you’re worth more than what you’re selling
You’re much more than all of that
What are you afraid of?
What are you searching for?
Do you think fame is going to find what is lost in you?
Don’t be a fool
Are you confused?
You know he made you a jewel!
The apple of His eye!
You always have a choice!
Choose!
Joshua 24 v 15
‘Choose this day whom you will serve.’
You coming at me
Just know I see
You!
I’m tough
Not a fool
When you do
What you do
Don’t think I don’t know
Behind my smile
I know ya
Operating with guile
I ain’t worried
Cause I know
Where ta go
When the tears flo
I’m strong
I’m favoured
I’m delivered
I’m a queen
He made me
The head
Not the tail
A priest
So I’m about to preach
Teach
So you can know
You can’t touch me
You can’t crush me
I’m free
I know where ‘m going
So go on
You’re miserable
I can see
So here is my offering
To end your suffering
He said take up your cross
Count it all as loss
He will give you joy immeasurably
No more misery
Joy immeasurably
Immeasurably!
Why you saying things
That you should not be saying
Why you walking
Where you shouldn’t be walking
Why you looking
At what you shouldn’t be looking at
Why you doing
What you shouldn’t be doing
Child of God…Why you running away?
When you should run to Him
Why you so afraid
When He stands with outstretched arms, waiting
Oh wayward child!
Ruled by your own rules
Come and make right
While there is still time and hope
And He will set your path straight
“The way of a fool is right in his own eyes,
But a wise man is he who listens to counsel.”
