IN MY OWN TIME

You are a special creation made from man to support, walk and live with to make life meaningful and a place worth living The delicateness of tour being is evident from the crooked rib We thank God for having you that we have one to cater our needs love, care, talk, and plan with Need I say the world without you will be empty, void and incomplete Every man succeeds with you in the picture the pain you endure that a child be born is nothing to be compared with The feed from you blossom we take as babies is enough that you have our mercy and love Woe betide that man who belittles thou little wonder God said 'paradise lies at your feet' I pray Lord gives man the enablement to treat you like the Princesses and Queens that you are We can't but adore, appreciate, care, honor and love you always Our Women, Our Everything Happy Women's Day

The wailings of the night sends a melodious tune to the thick and woods creeping thru the forests and wilds the chirping of the birds reverberate from trees breathing with ease its darkness so strong could hold strings for a guitar's play how silent and calm that a needle's drop be heard the duck stay awake with others fast asleep like an alert vigilante its cold breeze ignites pulsating feeling through my body veins you come bearing the moon which illuminates the earth by whose light tales are fun with clansmen gathered at the village square giving us silhouettes better than an artist's work

What are you,an hijabite? You wear an hijab Your hair to cover But body you reveal For who to see? What are you,an hijabite? Tell me what you outfit Slim fitted and tightening your shape to pronounce For those who care What are you,an hijabite? Your ribs they show Like lines on note book Your sprouted bum Like fertilized watermelon What are you,an hijabite? Make up you wear looking a decorated chimpanzee Why be an incurable malady You represent a brand

He looked up to the sky Laughed out loud Then he gibbered I'm coming for a date Lord He took to his heels To the nearest tree Jumped to the back And up he goes Up at the peak He mutters out loud I'm here God Show thy face if ye scared not He throws to the sky Pebbles from his pockets Asking for war Not forthcoming We pleaded with him down to come And when he did Then we realized He is a DERANGED

Its another remembrance of the life you lived and led you were lost, to the cold hands of death whatever we did,wasn't enough to help your short lived life was memory filled I recall your high sense of humor the vaccum you left will always remain empty Tis the 4th year without you sleep on in the Lord Till we meet to part no more Miss you dearly mum

A place I choose What to or not to do Where i decide to think bout me or others Here i dream while i stay awake The best of dreams with my senses all alert To be in a land where imaginations could turn real Without these dreams though I might go nowhere In a reflection of myself My confidence i build With pep talks i give To shape my life For a beautiful here And an eternal there to come In this space of mine