SEARCHING

Searching in the wilderness
For the fountain of strength
The up welling of wisdom
And foothold of wealth

Praying for grace and serenity
To accept my stupidity and change
Change for the better
And never slide back

Wishing to hold
The peace of my own
To be what am supposed to be
To abandon the facade

Trying to save me from myself
Believing in second chance
I can see it from a glance
Let me not blow it

LORD grant me that one chance
Grant me that second chance
Grant me the fat chance
LET me not be prisoner to the past

ALL I WANTED

All I wanted was a chance to be my own,
the peace within me to hold
the beauty around me to behold
stories of hate to be told
and those of love two-fold

All I wanted was a voice to sing my song
let in motion my emotional swansong
my life to be sang louder than a song,
my life, to be a love song
my love, to be a hate song

All I wanted was a tablet to record my history
a repellant to repel my misery
a key to unlock the mystery
insight to discover the treachery
and love, to be my company

All I wanted was a shoulder to cry on
all I wanted was a shoulder to lean on
a strong hand to my own
a strong hand to make me strong
and strong feet to hold the fort

All I wanted was a peace of my own
and I got you!

A lively audience
a sombre audience
holding the trurbulence within your hearts
hiding the hatred boling in your minds
an audience full of faces!

Sad faces, lively faces,
I dare not say ugly faces
coz we're all made in His image

Now I want to compose a thousand stories
stories for those crying within,,
and for those rejoicing too
stories for those who have aborted
and those who have vowed never to
stories for those rejected and abandoned
stories for those accepted and embraced
stories of love and hate
love in the time of zero deficit
love in the time of AIDS

And when the writing is done
am still left with my dream
I still long for the peace of my own
still long for the day when the peace within I'll hold
the beauty around I'll behold
stories of love I'll tell
and those of hate, two-fold
just for you
my audience

TO DIALOGUE, TO LET WORDS BE

What do you want to do?

I want to...
to abandon the monologue
and truthfully dialogue
to reject the loud silence
and embrace the eloquence
to abandon the thinking
and simply be the voice
to stop procastinating
and make my choice
to just....let...words...be

What do you want to do yourself?

To stop worrying
and simply grow
to be nourished
and beautifully glow
to cease violent withdrawal
and let my emotions show
to accept rejection
and never worry at all
to just...let.....words....be

To realise tears are like blood
they only come out
when the duct is burst
to take my time
and never move in haste
be at peace with the self
and happily rest
to...just....let...words...be

To accept the coldness
and hostility
to move with boldness
and turgidity
to achieve wholeness
and full capacity
to listen to the voice of oneness
and serenity
to...just...let...words...be

To move beyond
self-reproach
to mend broken hearts
and wipe the tears
to carry my torch
and light the world
diminish the darkness
and even the fear
to...just...let....words...be

To stumble, tumble
and fumble
to pick myself up,
listen to the fables
and tell tales
to disapprove
and never condemn
to know the prson
behind the name
to...just..let...words...be