Tuesday, 19 June 2012

EMPOWERED

Society frowns upon sobriety but it won't directly say so
It subtly inebriates your consciousness till the duality of left and right is left unstable
See when your priorities get misplaced you always do as you're told
And with society calling the shots, the bullets are aimed to pierce your soul.

You and I are of the same breed
A pedigree trained to follow, born to lead
Beaded in a society that sees yet neglects our needs
So its conventions we succeed.
They watch us bleed and plead for change
Greed feeds the system so its arranged in their favour
Thence now and later they have the power
to fill our reserved seats with the over aged.

Sit still or demonstrate
Write. Draw. Scribble within and out the box or remain a blank page plagued a caged bird;
A script-less actor on an empty stage.
We envisage tomorrow similarly with selective imagery
One man plans to work
Another works a plan drawing an abstract legacy the future looks upon like a memory.
They are disciples of a dream
Their deeds cycle seamlessly
Insightful rebels for the team
But one lives his while the other lives another's scheme
For only one is satisfaction guaranteed.

Yaa Asantewaa led battle long before anyone convened to Beijing.

Let not your gender drag you under
Consider it blunder to weaken before you strife, put asunder the facile life.
Sing tunes of "Yes I Can" to string things that bring mediocrity to an end
Dare to transcend the expectations normalcy extends.
Procrastination steals at your will till you're broke
And broken souls hang a stole around unspoken goals
Too tightly for design and choke words that leave success songs unsung.
Postpone to tomorrow only what today can survive undone.

You too are a painter of life
With art galleries shooting masterpieces through your system
So scientists named them your ARTeries.

Don’t let it last, that draft of your future they based on their past
Remember change roams within your range like a rover
She’s the fat lady who won’t sing cuz the show’s never over
There’s room for one more thought, one idea, one more vision
In your hands, lies one more chance to impact a generation.
 

Tuesday, 12 June 2012

I PAINT

I want to paint an abstract picture

That speaks words of poetry and quotes scripture

Mesmerize you with hues that could maybe bewitch ya

Shade your dark skies with blues 

And introduce to you brighter future.

Cheers to a new culture

A new day where the lay bird fears not the vulture

Nor eagles, nor hawks, nor the angry fist of nature.

Here lies traces of red, blue, green and yellow

Pink, brown, orange and all the tints that follow

Goodbye to mediocrity and things that shallow

And to depth and the impossible, we greet “hello”.

Pick up your brush and paint with me

The world is our canvas rightfully.