She Seas

She will carry me away If I stare long And hard enough A wise old woman once whispered in my ear If I danced long and hard enough for the Sea She would dance into her waves laugh me into her warm endless depths that big, roaring laughter that shook the earth to its very…

Loving God

Have you ever fallen in love with the sea Loved her so fiercely Your orgasms are unending. Uncompleting. Unrestraining. Damn.. Love it when she’s mad When she reaches out in waves Tidal energies immobilise my senses I rise into her Deep into her Feel her heart beat In the middle of her vulvic ocean Motion…

Melanin Queen

Her hands by her side Head down Shoulders dropped and eyes fixed on an unknown prize She snails by in fear Fear of pointing fingers and heart breaking laughter Those words like a butcher’s knife swims through her melancholic melanin skin She wonders if Odomankoma (God) painted her in haste She has blood for tears…

Oh, Woman

Woman, I see a woman Everyday in the mirror I see a woman And everything I look at mama I see a woman Wonderful woman, mother of nature Chorus: Yeeea yea Beautiful woman, Yeeea yea  Yeeea yea… Slowly the storyteller tells his tales His tales of an Eve molded out of a rib Specially made…

Child Not Bride

Under the silvery stare of the moon The children sat to listen to soul refreshing tales Beneath the starry blue skies, we laughed and galloped our ignorance of the world away It was in the nakedness of the breeze that I learned to smile my soul away And I enjoyed it A perfect peace But…

Pain: Who Am I?

Pain too has got beauty The beauty of pain is healing When healing comes Pain is not remembered Pain is not felt Pain too has got depth The depth of pain is lesson When lesson comes Pain is remembered Pain is felt Pain too has got malice The malice of pain is death When death…

Born To Gain or To Suffer

Grandmother! Our sage of our grandmother gathered us Beneath the big oak tree On a very beautiful night She began to sing: Born to gain or Born to suffer She began to utter to us coherently: Great men are sons of men Whose hearts are walls Weak men are sons of women Whose hearts are…

But How Can I Be Me?

I am not who I want to be The only person in my way is me The lives of the ‘amour propre’ I see But how can I be me? I don’t want to die an arm candy I really want to be happy Happiness without being sappy But how can I be me? But…

The Mirror

I look in the mirror. My reflection I expect to see. But what I see is not my reflection. What I see is truth! An image blurred with pain. The sorrows of the world. The troubles we face. Told as a story by the mirror. The stories. Never spoken. Yet, told in detail. By the…

Soul Approval

I’m here to tell you a story about a woman who hated herself Not because she was poor or ugly Not because she was orphaned or homeless But she just did And I’m here to tell you a story about a man who hated his life Dreaded every moment of it Woke up each day…