Olúwafèyíṣarámi

Stripped...separated by one issue or another... Always one excuse or the other But one sure thing... Not as an outcast. Yet, You set me apart,even in the midst of a people. And I'm lost constantly waiting for time to pass Hoping that time will heal all gaps And unity can hold us all in accord. But time is lost in eternity. With no more tears, Embracing the life I've come to know I press on in trust until all emotion become numb Or dare I say dead? Standing afar, yet pushing closer to the mark Further breaking my heart Grinding me and aiming for fine dust... Humbling me by lifting my head And as a light tower, cannot be hidden. But watching on...waiting...standing and Saying nothing as the nation's troop in. Until the day my separation is indeed complete. And words bubble forth as a fountain from its core. 

Please do not act like you care. Because in truth, I do want you to. Without me asking for it. Though you think I am the strong one, But I do have my struggles... Transparent as I am, I wear my all on my sleeve. Yet, in trust I stand...I wait. Wishing there was a spoon... Where of course there is none. I watch on...trying to make sense Of the care,concern, and freedom That just got engrafted into the wild What is this? Acquintances or something like it? Friendship or just a game? Whatever it is, honesty rules. For this sole purpose, We have refused to take the highway. .. For we know where that road ends. We have been there before... de javu. We choose the old way. To meet the one who will answer our questions. .. Requirement? Same. Honesty.

Oh. the little things we overlook. The little foxes that spoil the vine... The same that goes for the self goes for the corporate. The vices of self that I tolerate, I tend to overlook in others. What do we see? We tend to rate visible vices higher  than the latent ones and easily tolerate a bitterness in another brother though will never embrace a murderer What really do we see? Is there a difference? Is it easier to overlook emotional abuse than rape? Look around and see through a different set of eyes! Do we see what the Matrix movie is about? Do we see that every one is a potential evil? Struggling as we are against the tide of these existing systems, They persistently stick like glue. No wonder it is so hard to see freedom. We are more than skin deep in this mess! But when we do see, A new world is open before us Shinning so bright the eyes must be stung. The world we see Definitely is who we are. As my father says, 'I am the determinant or the lens ...

The answer is pretty simple. First admit that you are entangled. Then be true to yourself that you can't help yourself. Naturally as humans, we tend to lie to ourselves that it's not so bad. And then we continue by telling ourselves we can handle it....until it becomes the story on everyone's lips and can't be hidden any longer. Shame sets in....and things get ugly but why wait till it gets so bad? Get friends or wise people that can help stand between you and the one you are entangled with. It may take some time to purge yourself of the person but hey, who is rushing? Love, Lust or any emotional entanglement for that matter, has a funny way of latching onto the heart and not letting go easily. Tell me about it and I will be more than happy to let you know that I’ve been there. So don't give me that crap about not being able to do anything about it. That is so not true. If you hear that the person has some kind of contagious disease, wo...

How beautiful the colours of friendship All the colours, none missing. The bright, the wild, the tearful, the dull...name it. At the beginning, we see just a part Fuschia- not wild red yet full of emotions as close, A colour bright enough to attract and distract... And yet as we journey on, many other parts are revealed The blue- sweet baby blue....daring enough to pop Yet humble enough to entrust all. Yellow- happy go lucky...no care in the world. Green, an all round growth Black,  bold, scarred and mature. These are the colours of our friendship and more... Till we get one whole. Friendship, The ship that only friends can gain access A two-way ticket that must have a fulcrum. True this all seem like parables But its not. I only knew in part.... Cream... With purity in view but Yellow sparks still creep in at odd moments. I only knew how I...

Sometimes, I wish I could scream my head off I wish I could rise to my defense And justify myself before my accusers But you, O lord has forbidden me And you said you will rise to my rescue. How much longer do I have to wait? How much longer do I have to be the villain? How much longer do I have to watch as everything is stripped from me I shake my head at the wonders before me And the decisions being made as a reaction Especially as I haven't said anything to soothe any ego Or risen to defend all the accusations. Am I not human? Have I no feelings? Yet all I can do is watch and cry as you allow all that I have loved to be taken away. Still I am learning to trust in you. If I shouldn't talk, then maybe you will fight for me. If it is taken away, maybe it never was mine to have. If it never ceases to look at me through your eyes, Then perha...

Sometimes, I wonder where you went Other times, I can't fathom what got cold. All I know is that everything is somewhat sour. And I stand gaping at the void in my heart... Trying to get how to mend it. But in truth, it was always like this. And it shouldn't matter one wink now that it's the same. Why did I ever think things will ever be different? It's true that I dreamt that it'd all have a fairytale ending. How silly. Still, a girl is allowed to dream. Isn't she?