Must read and try to understand the deep meaning of it. They are like the ten commandments to follow in life all the time.
1. Prayer is not a “spare wheel” that you pull out when in trouble, but it is a “steering wheel” that directs the right path throughout.2. A Car’s WINDSHIELD is so large & the Rear view Mirror is so small? Because our PAST is not as important as our FUTURE. So, Look Ahead and Move on.3. Friendship is like a BOOK. It takes few seconds to burn, but it takes years to write.4. All things in life are temporary. If going well, enjoy it, they will not last forever. If going wrong, don’t worry, they can’t last long either.5. Old Friends are Gold! New Friends are Diamond! If you get a Diamond, don’t forget the Gold! Because to hold a Diamond, you always need a Base of Gold!
6. Often when we lose hope and think this is the end, GOD smiles from above and says, “Relax, sweetheart, it’s just a bend, not the end!7. When GOD solves your problems, you have faith in HIS abilities; when GOD doesn’t solve your problems HE has faith in your abilities.
8. A blind person asked St. Anthony: “Can there be anything worse than losing eye sight?” He replied: “Yes, losing your vision!”9. When you pray for others, God listens to you and blesses them, and sometimes, when you are safe and happy, remember that someone has prayed for you.10. WORRYING does not take away tomorrow’s TROUBLES, it takes away today’s PEACE.
Monday 24 June 2013
Beautiful words
Thursday 20 June 2013
PAST SAYING
The Sages
Having walked the land over
Their heads bent down
Having thought past thinking
Having dreamt past perceiving
Having looked past seeing
Having sought past finding
Only to find the very essence
Of these things
Which are simply but
Past saying
The White Ants
Of the ant hill
Safe in the comfort and protection
Of the ant hill
Seeing golden rays of the sun over head
Dreamt of paradise above
Grew wings and leapt out
What a glorious flight
Wings lost and to the ground doomed
To be trampled upon under foot
And some end swelling the swallows’ belly
A mystery simply but
Past saying
The Flower
So beautiful and insects attraction
Summoning many a lover for a snap
Attraction and photo sessions
Weddings a way of life
Full of aroma and aura
But with the ever changing seasons
Lo! Soon to wither
No more enticing scent and nectar
Of bees and others to by pass
A tale simply but
Past saying
The Town Tycoon
Wealthy and powerful
Luring many a young ones
To the exploit of the sanctity of marital bed
Drugs and substance did abuse
Law and order disregarded
Pushed to oblivion
By nature’s own forces
Now broke and miserable
Begging of food and shelter
A fate simply but
Past saying
The Animals
Schooled by nature
Respectful of the natural law of decency
Deflowering not the minors
Accused not of child trafficking
Know when to honour the sanctity of creation
But lo! And behold
The human beings
Schooled in the formal ways
Civilized so claimed
Engaged in acts so unusual
A lesson simply but
Past saying
That Death
Human universal denominator
Shall surely someday beckon all
To a journey so eternal
Young and old
Small and big
Weak and strong
Male and females
A thought simply but
Past saying
Poet: DEJUOLS Ammbbaassaah and Argwings Clement Aruwah
Having walked the land over
Their heads bent down
Having thought past thinking
Having dreamt past perceiving
Having looked past seeing
Having sought past finding
Only to find the very essence
Of these things
Which are simply but
Past saying
The White Ants
Of the ant hill
Safe in the comfort and protection
Of the ant hill
Seeing golden rays of the sun over head
Dreamt of paradise above
Grew wings and leapt out
What a glorious flight
Wings lost and to the ground doomed
To be trampled upon under foot
And some end swelling the swallows’ belly
A mystery simply but
Past saying
The Flower
So beautiful and insects attraction
Summoning many a lover for a snap
Attraction and photo sessions
Weddings a way of life
Full of aroma and aura
But with the ever changing seasons
Lo! Soon to wither
No more enticing scent and nectar
Of bees and others to by pass
A tale simply but
Past saying
The Town Tycoon
Wealthy and powerful
Luring many a young ones
To the exploit of the sanctity of marital bed
Drugs and substance did abuse
Law and order disregarded
Pushed to oblivion
By nature’s own forces
Now broke and miserable
Begging of food and shelter
A fate simply but
Past saying
The Animals
Schooled by nature
Respectful of the natural law of decency
Deflowering not the minors
Accused not of child trafficking
Know when to honour the sanctity of creation
But lo! And behold
The human beings
Schooled in the formal ways
Civilized so claimed
Engaged in acts so unusual
A lesson simply but
Past saying
That Death
Human universal denominator
Shall surely someday beckon all
To a journey so eternal
Young and old
Small and big
Weak and strong
Male and females
A thought simply but
Past saying
Poet: DEJUOLS Ammbbaassaah and Argwings Clement Aruwah
LET’S GO TRIBAL
My feuding country men
Disciples of divided tribes, Clans and dialects
Descendants of warring nations
Diminishing traditions emerging civilization
I refused to be dragged low to your base level
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
Muzungu Arudi Ulaya
Mwafrika Apate Udongo
Fooling doctrine so enticing
MAU MAU
The colonizing white
Be uprooted to Europe
The vanquished blacks
Land to acquire
What a lie
If so be it
Them let’s go tribal
When they are entrapped
Their clarion call
In the spirit of the nation
A just fight for all
Self their agenda
All their foolery
Brother hyena skin camouflage
Be exposed
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
The home guards
Putrid behind the bar
The independent trumpet calling
How selfless the fooled
No freedom to the home guards
No Uhuru
The freedom fighters unchained
Homely a welcome it was
The national cake all to partake
Oh what a botched pledge
The gluttons
Vomiting upon our bare feet
Our paltry share lavishly upon
Like hungry hyenas descended
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
Harambee.. hoye..
A nation in unison
A common vision discern
These common enemies
To the children of the freed
Poverty disease and illiteracy
In one accord
Of the enemy be unslaved
The new marasmus
Grabbing a preserve to Nyumba ya…OURS
A divisive seeds of discord saw
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
The illegal legalised trade
KARAFU be it
With the nations resources
Advanced
Disclaimer a hare of trickery
If caught
Then be on your own
Police escorts by night
Thieves on the very soul of our land
Depots door flanked opened
To all and sundry
Money changing hands
In the day light a tune
A different song by night
You sang
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
The leadership be preserve
The river not to cross
The fish mongers the sworn enemy
Not invited
The national cake to partake
Theirs be ours and all
And ours be ours and none
The closing of regions
To self dedicated
If you dare
Then in their land to die
And exporting to others their excesses
Exploiters engineers of trade imbalance
On our very shoes yet to vomit
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
The son of the land
Voice you fizzled out
Your disappearing
Extrajudicial cleansing
A new terminology concocted
The KISUMU 1969
RASSIA HOSPITAL
6,000 plus massacre
Innocent souls stifled aborted
To your grave
Never accounted for
We charge and chain
Your spirit in your grave
To 10,000 years of torment and gnashing of teeth
Curse the your name amidst us
And the bearer of the same
For 10,000 years
Impunity a pain on our flesh
A way of life inculcated
We hope to expunge
If not
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
A poem finally well told.
Poet DEJUOLS Ammbbaassaah
Disciples of divided tribes, Clans and dialects
Descendants of warring nations
Diminishing traditions emerging civilization
I refused to be dragged low to your base level
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
Muzungu Arudi Ulaya
Mwafrika Apate Udongo
Fooling doctrine so enticing
MAU MAU
The colonizing white
Be uprooted to Europe
The vanquished blacks
Land to acquire
What a lie
If so be it
Them let’s go tribal
When they are entrapped
Their clarion call
In the spirit of the nation
A just fight for all
Self their agenda
All their foolery
Brother hyena skin camouflage
Be exposed
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
The home guards
Putrid behind the bar
The independent trumpet calling
How selfless the fooled
No freedom to the home guards
No Uhuru
The freedom fighters unchained
Homely a welcome it was
The national cake all to partake
Oh what a botched pledge
The gluttons
Vomiting upon our bare feet
Our paltry share lavishly upon
Like hungry hyenas descended
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
Harambee.. hoye..
A nation in unison
A common vision discern
These common enemies
To the children of the freed
Poverty disease and illiteracy
In one accord
Of the enemy be unslaved
The new marasmus
Grabbing a preserve to Nyumba ya…OURS
A divisive seeds of discord saw
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
The illegal legalised trade
KARAFU be it
With the nations resources
Advanced
Disclaimer a hare of trickery
If caught
Then be on your own
Police escorts by night
Thieves on the very soul of our land
Depots door flanked opened
To all and sundry
Money changing hands
In the day light a tune
A different song by night
You sang
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
The leadership be preserve
The river not to cross
The fish mongers the sworn enemy
Not invited
The national cake to partake
Theirs be ours and all
And ours be ours and none
The closing of regions
To self dedicated
If you dare
Then in their land to die
And exporting to others their excesses
Exploiters engineers of trade imbalance
On our very shoes yet to vomit
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
The son of the land
Voice you fizzled out
Your disappearing
Extrajudicial cleansing
A new terminology concocted
The KISUMU 1969
RASSIA HOSPITAL
6,000 plus massacre
Innocent souls stifled aborted
To your grave
Never accounted for
We charge and chain
Your spirit in your grave
To 10,000 years of torment and gnashing of teeth
Curse the your name amidst us
And the bearer of the same
For 10,000 years
Impunity a pain on our flesh
A way of life inculcated
We hope to expunge
If not
If so be it
Then let’s go tribal
A poem finally well told.
Poet DEJUOLS Ammbbaassaah
THE BLEEDING CONTINENT
Africa my mother land
My belonging where I belong
Civil war
Hunger and starvation
Coups and counter coups
Blood and death
Daily newspaper flash pictures
Of Africa’s sad face
Exploited and oppressed
Betrayed and Blackmailed
Ridiculed
Africa my mother land
The bleeding continent
War in Liberia
The social order has collapsed
War in Somali
The civil order has collapsed
War in Rwanda
The humanity has collapsed
Africa my motherland
Destine in the hands of disports
Agents of new colonialism
Mouth piece of warring ideological
Antagonist, imposter, usurper
Vampires bleeding you to death
The bleeding continent
From horizon
No glimmer of light of hope
Instead, a dark foul wind of bondage
Crippling chains of debts
Manacles of exploitation
Racial intolerance tearing you apart
Apartheid in the South
Racial conflicts from within and without
The bleeding continent
Africa my mother land
Home for warring feuds
Tribal feuds in Rwanda and Burundi
Hutus against Tutsis
Religions feuds in Sudan
Christians verses Muslims
Clannish feuds in Somali
Africa my motherland
The bleeding continent
Africa my motherland
My belonging where I belong
Listen to the voice of your redeemed
Redeemed from rags of humiliation
Africa my motherland
The cure to all your ailment
All your troubles and tribulation
is unity
Africa unite, unite, unite and
Defeat voicelessness by a strong voice
For unity is strength
Let’s join in the words of the song
By African Pan-Africanist…
Mungu Ibariki Afrika
Poet: DEJUOLS Ammbbaassaah
and
Argwings Clement Aruwah
My belonging where I belong
Civil war
Hunger and starvation
Coups and counter coups
Blood and death
Daily newspaper flash pictures
Of Africa’s sad face
Exploited and oppressed
Betrayed and Blackmailed
Ridiculed
Africa my mother land
The bleeding continent
War in Liberia
The social order has collapsed
War in Somali
The civil order has collapsed
War in Rwanda
The humanity has collapsed
Africa my motherland
Destine in the hands of disports
Agents of new colonialism
Mouth piece of warring ideological
Antagonist, imposter, usurper
Vampires bleeding you to death
The bleeding continent
From horizon
No glimmer of light of hope
Instead, a dark foul wind of bondage
Crippling chains of debts
Manacles of exploitation
Racial intolerance tearing you apart
Apartheid in the South
Racial conflicts from within and without
The bleeding continent
Africa my mother land
Home for warring feuds
Tribal feuds in Rwanda and Burundi
Hutus against Tutsis
Religions feuds in Sudan
Christians verses Muslims
Clannish feuds in Somali
Africa my motherland
The bleeding continent
Africa my motherland
My belonging where I belong
Listen to the voice of your redeemed
Redeemed from rags of humiliation
Africa my motherland
The cure to all your ailment
All your troubles and tribulation
is unity
Africa unite, unite, unite and
Defeat voicelessness by a strong voice
For unity is strength
Let’s join in the words of the song
By African Pan-Africanist…
Mungu Ibariki Afrika
Poet: DEJUOLS Ammbbaassaah
and
Argwings Clement Aruwah
Would U
Guest Poetess Mutabaruka
Would U
Wen I speak
Do you feel weak
Wen you hear my thoughts
Do you feel caught in the web of hopelessness
Wen I say black
Do you feel its an attack
Or a lack of understandin' on my part
Or just wrath
Comin' from me do you see
Me
As a treat to your safety
Wen I say whitey
Do you consider dat bigotry
If I say I cared not about politics
Would you consider me an anarchist
If I say no to religion
Wold that be considered
An extension
Of my misconcepton
About what u think of me
Do you see what I mean
If I said I didn't smoke
Or take coke
Would you take it for a joke
And cry then wonder why I told such a lie
Are you upset because my poems sometimes make you fret
About the future of things to come
Would you call me a brute
If I wore a suit
Or said I was cute
Do you think I would be a better writer
If my poems were lighter
Spoke more about nature
Or some adventure
That gave me pleasure
Would you love me more
If I spoke less about the poor
And talked about the women I adore
Now after listenin' to this
Are you lookin' for a twist
Or just another rhyme
In the next line
Thew solutions that you seek
Will not be in the streak
Of a pen or even ten line
Of mine
The problems are the same
But don't blame me because I see
That part of reality
That pains
And stains the heart
I came into this life
With neither guns or knives
I made no laws
With all its flaws
About black and white
And whats wrong from whats right
I speak I write of what I see
Of men holdin' men in slavery
Of color class and greed
So don't blame me if wen I speak
You do feel weak
I did not create
Tell me this now
Would u accuse me of causin' a riot
If I was
Quiet
Would you
Would U
Wen I speak
Do you feel weak
Wen you hear my thoughts
Do you feel caught in the web of hopelessness
Wen I say black
Do you feel its an attack
Or a lack of understandin' on my part
Or just wrath
Comin' from me do you see
Me
As a treat to your safety
Wen I say whitey
Do you consider dat bigotry
If I say I cared not about politics
Would you consider me an anarchist
If I say no to religion
Wold that be considered
An extension
Of my misconcepton
About what u think of me
Do you see what I mean
If I said I didn't smoke
Or take coke
Would you take it for a joke
And cry then wonder why I told such a lie
Are you upset because my poems sometimes make you fret
About the future of things to come
Would you call me a brute
If I wore a suit
Or said I was cute
Do you think I would be a better writer
If my poems were lighter
Spoke more about nature
Or some adventure
That gave me pleasure
Would you love me more
If I spoke less about the poor
And talked about the women I adore
Now after listenin' to this
Are you lookin' for a twist
Or just another rhyme
In the next line
Thew solutions that you seek
Will not be in the streak
Of a pen or even ten line
Of mine
The problems are the same
But don't blame me because I see
That part of reality
That pains
And stains the heart
I came into this life
With neither guns or knives
I made no laws
With all its flaws
About black and white
And whats wrong from whats right
I speak I write of what I see
Of men holdin' men in slavery
Of color class and greed
So don't blame me if wen I speak
You do feel weak
I did not create
Tell me this now
Would u accuse me of causin' a riot
If I was
Quiet
Would you
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