Not yet Uhuru

Freedom never stayed long with her.Struggle came too easilyToo frequentlyA fruit that hung much too low.The struggle alwaysSeemed to be continuing.She repeatedly found herselfAt war with othersAnd nearly every dayAt war with herselfAt war with her wrongsAt war with a worldThat didn’t make sense anymore.Freedom visited herLike a lover in a long distance relationship-Gloriously but […]

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How did we get here?

Sometimes our heartsArrive at placesThat our minds can’t quiteMake sense of,Entire landscapes of emotionWith no landmarksFor our cognition.Words failWhile feelings rage,Knowing things deeplyThat we are yet to findA language for,Tasting feelingsWith no menu of thoughtSitting in a familiar roomAnd all at once feelingAs thoughYou never knew it.Meeting a personAnd wishing you could talk;Knowing that theConversation […]

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Small steps are blessed

There’s a reason whyLife is livedIn days andNot yearsWhy victoryOften comes slowlyAnd why most of us aren’t bornWith teeth and facial hair.Life refuses to be rushed,To giddy upTo the gallop of our ambitionNo matter how noble or urgentOur cause may be.Small steps are blessedBecause unlikeLarge, occasional leaps,Small daily exploitsAre always within reachAnd we are much […]

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Joking about the truth

Sometimes humor is all that people Feel they have As a shield Against the harsh realities of their existence. It’s not that they don’t care Or that they are negligent Or have no sense of the gravity Of their situation, But rather than crumble Or cry Or lapse into despair, Laughter seems like A fairly […]

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Slow Joy

Its not that our handsWeren’t scarred,Or our burdens notHeavyNor our path notRocky-Its that we foundReasons for joyAlong the way-Things we refusedTo neglectSmall sparksWe insisted on fanningInto flame.Joy came slowlyCautiouslyHaltingly,But it came.Not quite as expectedYet undeniably palpable.Some of the best joysCome slowLike a hard-earnedGiggle from an infantOr a long awaited betrothalFinally taking place.Joy came slowlyBut its […]

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Seeds of destruction

Each of us carriesWithin our own membersThe machinery necessaryFor our personal catastrophe;Unrealistic demandsOn the people will love,Self destructive tendenciesStemming from a sense of inadequacyOverweening prideThat sucks everything we loveInto a self-serving vortex.Half the battle of being happyIt seems, is weeding outThe sapplings that have sproutedFrom our own seedsOf discontent.

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Hollow Jewel

A life that sparklesOnly on the surfaceWith more hypeThan substance,Where success comesToo quicklyToo easilyWithout depthWithout patienceWithout a need for GodOr other people-Such a lifeMay dazzle for a timeBut in the end is aHollow jewelOr worse stillA counterfeit.Contrasted to an existence that isHewn out of struggleWith promises that tarry,Forged in the fireThat faith requiresProduces something closerTo […]

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Victimhood is Infectious

It starts off like a niggleIn the back of your throat;A common slightAn unsurprising snubA minor bruise to the ego.No biggie.But when you stay outsideFor long enoughIn the cold winds of gossipAnd cynicismAnd low expectations of lifeIt will not be surprisingIf that scratch in your throatDevelops into somethingPersistent and uglyAnd infectious.We are not often braveNot […]

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Mental Obesity

How many memesCan you remember?How much of your timeline on socialFrom yesterday was actually worth your time?How many TV seriesCan you binge?How many sermonsOn YouTube have you digested?How many deep podcast episodesHave you actually taken to heart?With so much contentSo readily available-How much of it can we actually process?And how long after consuming one sound […]

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Fighting monsters

It turns out monsters are real. And the ones we should be Worried about aren’t the ones You read about on the news, Or the ones we used to imagine Hiding beneath our childhood beds, Or lurking in the shadows Near a haunted house, Or ruling a dictatorship In a foreign land. No, it is […]

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