My Life In Poetry

23/04/2024

𝐓h𝐞 𝐁a𝐭t𝐥e𝐫

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I am losing the war against myself
Who I am vs who I am supposed to be against what I am
It exhausting when your opponent is a fighter
Its exhausting fighting the mirror
Cuts and bruises until you can’t see any clearer
Blood flowing no drinking on the river
The pain runs deep and the alcohol is bitter
Its painful to numb what caused the Injure
Reality is blurry the tears salty I can’t find my healer
F**k this f**k that f**k I am bitter
The dissonance is cognitive a dissociative persona
The legion is fighting my spirit is bipolar
The peace is not within without is not proper
I am losing a war against myself
I am a coward with a loud speaker
Defendant, jury adjudicator corrupt prosecutor
I am kind to Nisa but to myself a monster
I am kind to a stranger but to myself I’d not rather
I am losing a war against myself
Love lover lovest can’t save me any farther
Low lower lowest got me questioning my creator
No power protest there really is no one out there
Da da da da future selfs on the respirators
La la la la sad scenes make up my theatre
I am so tired I need to rest so that the bugs do prosper
If I just give up who cries at Gods acre?
I am losing a war
I am losing a war
I am losing a war against myself.


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15/01/2024

🌍 Research shows the real impact of responsible reporting on su***de prevention! 💙 Learn how careful coverage can dispel myths, educate, and encourage help-seeking. Let's change perceptions and spread messages of hope together. ***dereporting

02/01/2024

Finding meaning in life is essential for escaping the constant crisis that plagues our lives. It is one of the most important risk factors for su***de.
Please see YouTube for John Vervaekes' Awakening to the Meaning Crisis. It has a healing depth.



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25/12/2023

Investigating critical insights into ***deprevention . Understanding the facts is an important first step towards creating compassion and support. Let us work together to end the stigma and promote mental wellness. "

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23/12/2023

Knowing the elements of su***de empowers us to recognise signs, intervene, and provide support. Let's break the stigma, foster open conversations, and prioritize mental well-being.


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20/12/2023

While love has alot of positive benefits to our , a closer understanding of the specifics of it 's darkside is important to help us navigate romantic relationships more gracefully.

09/10/2023

Posted a new song: "We The People ( A letter to Mr Mood)" https://www.reverbnation.com/q/83ty6i

17/06/2023

I am happy you are here

09/03/2022

I decided to combine two things I absolutely love, podcasting and poetry. My Life in Poetry Podcast shares my journey since 2015, through the poems, I have been writing. The poems are Accompanied by some shocking confessions to aid in understanding my subjective positions. I believe you will find the podcast very interesting.
I am really excited about this project. Support me by following on Spotify if possible and if you know someone who likes the kind of content and medium. Please share with them.


https://open.spotify.com/show/4qc9TvoXNAzLUjv6qCE2LR?fbclid=IwAR3lO8ylY4fKjn4pFZZmHmPv7IH9r_iaxkZoKVkrBNwiCLv26j2G2tStmg8

Listen to My Life In Poetry Podcast on Spotify. Sichach, a Kenyan struggling with poor mental health has opted to share his journey so far through poems that he has been writing since 2015 (Hoped to be published as an anthology called FEAR OF DEATH). All this while giving you the context of the poem...

02/06/2021

⅄⊥IƆ ⅄W NI ᗡƎ⊥N∀˥Ԁ SᗡƎƎS
𝘐𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘊𝘪𝘵𝘺
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰
𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦
𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘵
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺
𝘚𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭
𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘈𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺
𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴
𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘴
𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺
𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩.

*ɘɿɒʜꙅ my poem ɘʞi| uoʏ Ꮈi ͶƎꟼ YM TOᎮ ⅃⅃ITꙄ*

20/11/2020

Posted a new song: "01 mbekse Sichach Freestyle" https://www.reverbnation.com/q/7qzp11

05/01/2019

https://youtu.be/W1Dsso3YgP0

A short Film By Moses Sichach

Does Sasha have a right to say the Honest Truth ?
Is She a Hero or a Villain?

PG 18
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A young successful woman goes on live television and confesses the honest truth of the genesis of her rise to power .

19/03/2018

Sometimes people go through hard times and say it online.They just never say if they pulled through .I need the hope you can pull through if you keep pushing.

{Photo by Moses Sichach}

10/02/2018

T eL l JOHN STAPLES iT I S NoT A s UICi DE LTe tER I JuS t S UFf Er B aD MENTAL HEALTH

I would love a life of death
I would like to slit my throat and kill myself
Take a razor and sharpen my neck
But I would not want that for you
Ye who lives with regret
I will reserve for you the boring death
With a bed, some family and a bad health
But for me it will be a glorious death
The world is my canvas it's time to paint it Red
But first I must imagine of success
And money and fame
And when I still want to die maybe
I will get a hang of it just to have a clean casket instead .....(Open link to continue reading)



https://www.sichachinated.com/the-poet/t-el-l-john-staples-it-i-s-not-a-s-uici-de-lte-ter-i-jus-t-s-uff-er-b-ad-mental-health

I would love a life of death I would like to slit my throat and kill myself Take a razor and sharpen my neck But I would not want that for you Ye who lives with

13/01/2018

HEART BEATS AND THE FEAR OF DEATH

Life is so short
But you wear trousers a blazer and a tie
You make money and drive by
Watch the news you are sad some random people died
You are still too important to die
You have a dream to keep you alive
And god to count you more breaths than time
Because those that died didn't have your tie

Open link for full poem
https://www.sichachinated.com/the-poet/heartbeats-and-the-fear-of-death

It is sad to watch the world go by
Celebrating life just to forget we are dead
In a thousand years your life wont mean much
But thank God you got kids and the kids got kids
Because as long man still exists
We achieve a species dream
To die for man to keep living

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21/10/2017

Chukua Panga Yako

CHUKUA PANGA YAKO

But before we go nuclear let us be sure this is a war you want to fight, You and I will not fly out of the country ,most of us will die ,some of us will never see our families .Some will walk to Uganda ,others to Tanzania in refugee camps .Your children will be burnt in your houses your wives will be r***d then slaughtered it is their blood that will wash your sins and allow the growth of a new breed of Kenyan ,with a sense of patriotism. It may take 30 years to be back but if it’s worth it why not ,by all means Kuwa shujaa wa kabila chukua panga ua mkabila mwenzako.

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CLICK LINK FOR SPOKEN WORD VERSION
https://soundcloud.com/moses-c-chach/chukua-panga-yako

This is a speech written for my blog on the current political situation .What needs to be done .An emotional cry by a Patriot

22/03/2017

The poem is an intergeneragional point of view from the grandfather to the son ,sharing what they deem as the entirity of knowledge .
For meaning
https://sichach.blogspot.co.ke/2017/03/the-wisdom-of-sun-please-click-title-to.html?m=1

22/03/2017

Watch Video instead of reading through
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwwiXV-G0Nw&t=20s

THE WISDOM OF THE SUN
In a night where the sons of sons sat under the stars
My father’s father told the sons of the wisdom of the sun
The beauty of the world is beheld in who we love
To live and to die they are all we try to have
A feeling that we love, that we are loved by the one
The one who breaks our heart, our souls they starve
The one you love will never love enough

In the same night when the sons of sons sat under the stars
My father told the sons of the wisdom of the sun
The eyesore of the world is our love of the mirror
Our confidence constructed on a surface of silver
Our charity creeps from the mountain of useless surplus
Just so they say we are as kind as they say they are
We sweat and sin just that we see them sin and sweat
The only love we trust is love by us, for us, by things like us

Still on that night when the sons of sons sat under the stars
I told the sons of the wisdom of the sun
The fairness of the world lies in forgiveness and sin
We all are sons from sin and of sin
We all are looking for a little peace just so we could sit
Always going everywhere and heading nowhere
Searching for atonement through the accursed
So we made God from our trepidation for our own redemption

On that night when the sons of sons sat under the stars
The son of sons told the sons of the wisdom of the sun
The plainness of the world is found in unsocial socializations
We are all alone, our tears are our accomplice
They teach us to be us yet they don’t know us
They create us in the image of their exalted desires
We are a canvas painted in their own narcissi
Brushed in a light so dark hoping we get drawn for them

please Read Poem Meaning ://sichach.blogspot.co.ke/2017/03/the-wisdom-of-sun-please-click-title-to.html

03/08/2016

AND TO THE HUMAN WITH A SNAKE TATTOO

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jM0DaaNHnDw

AND TO THE HUMAN WITH A SNAKE TATTOO

And to the human with a snake tattoo
I know the world let you down
The gods and the angels forgot your soul
Living in a world within temptation
Where right and wrong is right and wrong
Where love and hate is differently same
A world of my time, I am a son of this time
I pray to money for money too
I am the snake with a human tattoo
My demons always answer the devil
But my memories will always keep you near

And to the human with a snake tattoo
I know the world let you down
The devils and the demons cry for your soul
Living in a world without faith and grace
Where wrong is right and right is wrong
Where hate and love is similarly different
A world of my time, I am a son of this time
I pray to power for power too
I am the snake with a human tattoo
My angels don’t answer to any gods
But my memories will always keep you near


And to the human with a snake tattoo
I know the world let you down
I pray to God to forgive the devil and free your soul
Living in a world within eternal death
Where the past is the future and the future past
Where tears of joy and pain are differently same
A world of my time, I am a son of this time
I pray to fame for fame too
I am the snake with a human tattoo
I created God and the Devil to answer to
But still my memories always keep you near



http://sichach.blogspot.co.ke/2016/08/and-to-human-with-snake-tattoo-meaning.html

when we grow up we change,we stop being the little kids with little flaws and become monsters without any flaws as we tend to hide.The piece is emotional and...

03/04/2016

YOURS TRULY, SHADOW
Good morning infant friend maybe you may not hear me
But am yours unto the ages of ages
Just because my friend
Just because it looks nice your kind
Just because the light in the east makes you shortest
Just because you hug and love
What’s that I hear of love?
For our kind we hate none and to none we tell we love
We just hide in the dark waiting for the Eastern star

Mid-morning my childhood friend maybe you may not hear me
But am yours for a lifetime of lifetimes
Just because my friend
Just because it looks nice your kind
Just because the light in the east makes you a little tall
Just because you speak of honesty and the true truth
What’s that I hear about the true truth?
For our kind we lie to none and to none we tell the true truth
We just hide in the dark waiting for the Eastern star

Midday my young friend maybe you may not hear me
But I am yours for months of Sundays
Just because my friend
Just because the light over your head makes you tallest
Just because you yell hallelujah and sing glory
What’s that I hear about glory?
For our kind none sin and to none is honour and glory
We just hide in the dark waiting for the Eastern star

Afternoon my manly friend may be you may not hear me
But I am yours through the endless ages
Just because my friend
Just because it looks nice your kind
Just because the light in the west makes you a little short
Just because you eat, drink, f**k and sleep thanks to money
What’s that I hear about money?
For our kind none is poor and to none is all the money
We just hide in the dark waiting for the Eastern star

Good evening my old friend maybe you may not hear me
But I am yours from the world to until
Just because my friend
Just because the light in the west makes you shortest
Just because you laughed loved and got to live
What’s that I hear about to live?
For our kind none cries, none dies and to all forever and ever we live
We just hide in the dark and keep waiting and waiting and waiting for the Eastern star

Goodnight my timeless friend I know you can’t hear me
But thank you for being mine in saecula saeculorum
Listen to me even if I have to stand by the pools in Nirvana just to see your face
Listen to me for where you are its lights out and the Eastern star will never warm your face
For now you realise you were nothing
For our kind we enjoy the luxury of finite everything
As we just wait for the dim one at the end of the tunnel
Yours truly the one you followed to the end!!!


http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/yours_truly,shadow_774377

20/03/2016

40 days
My heart is heavy today
It has nothing to do with the first day
Her smile like my effort, Impressive
Her hair dyed and buried the queens how majestic
Her beauty so be witching
Who knew the devil as an angel?
Trust me feels like good luck for more than a moment
But the torture in a second
More than the thirst of 40 days

My heart is heavy today
It has nothing to do with valentine the day
That moment like the all Seeing Eye Iconic
The roses, the champagne and cake all eyegasmic
My happiness true like this words
Who knew the devil as an angel?
I’m sure God, Jesus and (because I am tired) the rest
My ignorance pierced my Armor of knowledge
My funeral less painful I will be a sleep I can bear
This is more than the thirst of 40 days

My heart is heavy today
It has nothing to do with her kind soft touch
My tears like the story of my life just flowing
My pain just like my nails keep growing
My heart just like my will broken
Who knew the devil as an angel?
I must have, but the dance was so inviting
The pale moonlight a scene so romantic
Then to witness the murder of Joy; a pain so corrosive
More than the thirst of 40 days

My heart is heavy today
It has everything to do with the one who left
The words like cupid’s arrows piercing
The memories we made like my love for you indispensable
But the pain caused make me wish you drown unsavable
Pretending to be fine like the sands by the sea
But my wound to heal I hope for the sands of time
Who knew the devil as an angel?
Trust me I did
It was fun while it lasted
I pray to make it through my thirst of 40 days

http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/40_days_770043

24/01/2016

LIKE OSCAR WILDE

Like Oscar Wilde
I can resist everything except temptation
Love, the sweat the moans the passion
She loves but she knows she is no good
I love but my fear is I am not too
It takes two to love but our wills cant do
With death the only thing that terrifies us two
We can survive everything except that boo
So, on your marks, get set, No rush
But I feel like we are running, running out of time
To have our happily ever after and maybe rhyme

Like Oscar wilde
I have nothing to declare but my genius
Love, the tie ,the suit,this plan of mine smart like the groom
Get married,get babies,get bored ,just us
It may not be for you and you will cheat a few
It will kill me though and I will kiss like two
It is necessarily not right nor true
Just because we die for it boo
So ,on your marks,get set ,No rush
But I know we will run,run out of time
To make good of our happily ever after,and maybe rhyme

Like Oscar wilde
Consistency is the last refuge for the unimaginative
Love, we will grow ,we will change like the truth
Drink some more, make some love, be bad ,it is good
Do it again and again and again you are bored ,I am all you got
You are old and not gold but its you or alone
Because of the little rod and the honey pot of romance boo
Our youth and our souls inheritance we lost to
So, on your marks ,get set ,no rush
There is no need to run ,run with time
This is our happily ever after and we did rhyme

13/11/2015

C-CHACH | Dreamer

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Hip Hop | Nairobi

07/11/2015

C-CHACH | Dreamer

Posted a new song: "Dreamer" http://www.reverbnation.com/q/69742v


when you aredown when you cannot see the future remember your dream be a somebody

Hip Hop | Nairobi

01/11/2015

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DREAMER (Lyrics)

Chorus
Never give up or
Put yourself down
Never hate this
Tis just for loves
Never wake up be a dreamer
Till your dream your life

Verse 1
Don’t pinch me
this dream
This cars
this house just for me
am joseph better coat
finer things stain my soul
j s on designer sole
made for the shine like a mirror
about the money like a banker
straws to all my haters
so y all can suck it
money talks
cheddah in my hands
Im holding conversation
So good a dirty mind
You cant brain wash
Your god deleted you
now you are not saved
Believe in you then
Get money till they say amen
Dad says its never too late till you dead
I cant ever be the late
So I
Work and work and work
And I

Chorus

Verse 2
Don’t pinch me
This moment
This feeling
This crown
Just for me
Am martin luther
Better style
Am no hoe land
Even with a d**e
You wont stop my flow
Always do it for you
or you get a crown of thorns
They will stab you in the back
if you save em all
like the joker keep smilling
please my heart keep beating
where is my throne
needs titling
lost my mind
quit looking
if its love keep falling
always keep time
like your life
don’t waste it
find yourself or you lose your chance for greatness
it’s a marathon till you run the world
so run and run and run
and please

chorus

bridge
everyone goes to sleep
but all don’t dream
you are special
may your work make men and angels cry
when it gets so hard like constipation
when the suns up high and its all trepidation
looking for salvation
and all is damnation
sleep honey
dream darling
and please honey

chorus *2

27/07/2015

THREE WISE MONKEYS
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uV3uoIK0C0Y (CHECK VIDEO ON LINK)
Must our eyes even when we blind see
I closed my eyes but Zipporah D ‘Ead was aborting the Evil
Zipporah says Kevin Daddy closed her eyes not to see
And that mother sees but to her it’s no Evil
Remember my daughter all we have is nothing you have to see
Until it’s too late we must see no Evil

Must our ears even when we deaf Hear
I closed my ears but Mama Zipporah was screaming like she saw something Evil
Kevin Daddy says she is stupid she want supposed to hear
And that Zipporah my sister died of nature not Evil
Zipporah my saint pray for mother I need you to Hear
And don’t forget she did her best but too late she is not evil
Remember in this our world money buys ears they all can’t Hear
Until it’s too late we must hear no evil

Must our mouths even when we Dumb Speak
And closed his mouth but Kevin Daddy drunk in his straitjacket must be something Evil
Zipporah and her mother he says to him they speak
Another one they say cray like the world it’s Evil
Remember the voices in our heads shouldn’t Speak
Until it’s too late we must speak no Evil

Meaning of poem check: https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=8240328579468286312 /target=post;postID=6488599066752152920;onPublishedMenu=posts;onClosedMenu=posts;postNum=0;src=postname

25/06/2015

AND TO THE GOD OF MY MOTHER

AND TO THE GOD OF MY MOTHER
I remember when I was a child
I prayed to my god to make teacher sick
he replied and made teacher an doctor
To cure my stupidity with knowledge and stick
Since my God didn’t understand me
I pray to the God of my mother
To open my mind
To knowledge and wisdom
So that from me they too can learn

I remember when I was a teen
I prayed to my god to make her blind in love
he replied he made her transparent
To make sure I saw beyond her pretty
Since my god doesn’t understand me
I pray to the God of my mother
To open my eyes
To see the beauty in everyone
So I too can love

I will remember yesterday for now I am here
I am lost ,the fog blinding, the earth burying
I would pray to my god to lift my burden
But since my god may not understand me
I pray to the God of my mother
To give me a strong heart
To be able to lift the weight of the world
So I can again live

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18/05/2015

Check the vid you will love it

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4z-gTMZhY1Y&itct=CAIQpDAYACITCIuY7cTfy8UCFcKeHAod3FcAQlINbW9zZXMgc2ljaGFjaA%3D%3D&client=mv-google&gl=US&hl=en

TO KILL THE DEAD
As I stand by my coffer
Like the Ganges let my tears cleanse your soul
For I go to fight my demons
And the cheers from the arena will echo through the world
Let them forever whisper the moments we had
For I learnt to kill the dead

As I sit by my grave
“I am not dead till you forget “in stone engrave
And this termites will feast me till am nothing I Rest in Distress
Let the soil absorb my sorrows
And the fruits remind you of the happiness we felt
For I learnt to kill the dead

As I sleep in the kiln
The world is my urn scatter me by the sea
And in the deepest trenches let my sins sink like debris
Let the wind Whisper my greatest deeds
And by your lips my legend will live
For I learnt to kill the Dead

As I take my seat in the Hades
The everlasting fire warm my soul I am cold
Burn my pain to ashes purify me to grace
Let the screams be music to your ears
Get a drink cheers my life celebrate
For I learnt to kill the dead

http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/to_kill_the_dead_675000

29/04/2015

http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/days_of_our_lives_667803

☀DAYS OF OUR LIVES🌙
First day of our life
The mother is ecstatic
Finally her pains and burdens are over
Ululations and congratulants are on
Could even be the next president
But father is in tears
Camouflaged as honest joy
Another big mouth to feed

Second day of our life
The priest is ecstatic
Finally another person in line for tithe
Could even be the next pope
But mother is in tears
Camouflaged as the touching by the word
Village thugs and wh**es praying for you
Another statistic of robbery without violence

Third day of our life
The teacher is ecstatic
Finally someone to be the Aristotle to their Plato
Could even be the next Einstein
But priest is in tears
Camouflaged as tears for absolution
Lawyers and politicians consecrating you
Another greedy scholar on the rise

Fourth day of our life
The couters are ecstatic
Finally we love being in love
Could even get married bells ringing
But teacher is in tears
Camouflaged as being proud of you
Another dumb romantic who never learns

Fifth day of our life
We are very ecstatic
Finally we made a new life
Could it be the need to sustain bliss human mediocrity?
But our sweethearts are in tears
Camouflaged as being happy for you
Another one escapes dying alone

Sixth day of our life
Grandchildren are ecstatic
Finally someone else full of laughter and ambition
Could it be their I-phone is the only new thing under the sun?
But we are in tears
Camouflaged as pain in our backs
Another generation who don’t know how short life is

The last day of my life
The better angels inside my head are mourning
Finally I am someone who lived in this world
Could it be because I will be forgotten?
But grandchild is happy
Camouflaged as tears for losing you
Just another man without legacy gone
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

18/04/2015

💍BAD MARRIAGE💍
My life is playing me
The w***e that it is
Patient zero got it from her
The whole world is without protection
⚡
My life is beating me
The rod that it is
The whales can’t ever stop moaning
My whole world is with pain pollution
⚡
My life is breaking me
The rock that it is
All quarries would be empty
The whole world made of sand from a gods imagination
⚡
My life is scarring me
The raw wound that it is
A bed of corpses less gory
My whole world is graveyard for hope and salvation
⚡
My life is leaving me
The whole time that it is
My screams and shouts can’t even reach her
The whole world racing to unknown destinations
⚡
My life is killing me
The load that it is
Drainages clogged, latrines like her mouth flowing
My whole world pushing problems to disinfecting solutions
😍💔😍💔😍💔😍💔
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/bad_marriage_664914