TELL ME!!

Tell me why!

Tell me why you left without a good-bye

Tell me why you didn't even leave a message

Tell me how I'm supposed to move on with life, without you by my side

How I'm supposed to sleep at night, without your good night

Tell me.

Tell me what life will be like 

I've never done this before,not without you

Who will tell me to soldier on, if not you?

Who is going to hold my hair as I puke,

After a long night of partying?

Who?

Who is going to go to the shop with me in the morning,

To get indomie to nurse the hangover

Tell me who.

I am not ready to do life alone,atleast not now

Please wake up and tell me it was a prank

I won't be mad

Man I miss you

My world is so still right now

I am short of breath every other minute

Why did it happen to y'all?

It wasn't supposed to end like that

We were supposed to celebrate your return

We were supposed to graduate next year

We were supposed to chase so many dreams together

Live our lives to the fullest

See the smiles on our parents faces when we made it

But I guess it's no longer happening.

All that's left is sorrow

Everyone is still mourning

Those that knew you and those that didn't

Remember the Pwani comrades?

We're back to that blanket of sadness

Return if possible comrade

And if not,we shall reunite in our next lives

I'll cross over with life stories from where you've left it

I'll make sure to live to the fullest,for both of us

You won't miss a thing

I'll represent you like you were my twin

Till we meet again

Rest with ease.

© CrucialArts 

ONE DAY!

 One day, one day I'll tell a story

My Story.

I'll tell a story of how I grew up alone

A story of growing up without a home

Without a place to lay my head

Or, somewhere to make a bed.

You see, I didn't even know a parent's love

Not until a good samaritan took me in

Made me their own kid

Taught me

Fed me

Gave me a home

Gave me other siblings

Merged me with their own kids 

We were so in love you wouldn't differentiate

You wouldn't tell I was an outsider

A once homeless and hopeless orphan

Who only wished nothing on himself but death

Always questioning God why He took his parents

Why He wouldn't take me too

Instead of leaving me behind

Was I not good enough for Him?

Was I not his child too?

Was I not created in His image?

They all said it wasn't yet my time

When is it ever the right time?

I mean, hadn't I suffered enough?

I event tried taking my own life

Just incase He had forgotten about me,

Atleast He'd remember I existed when I appear on His throne

Or even on the other side of His law

But still, He didn't want me yet.

I am now grateful for His delay

Because I made some new friends

I found a new home, new parents

Should I say that was all His plan?

Or should I assume the credit part?

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DEAR POPS!

Hey Pops, I miss you man

You know, I've been feeling so lost without you

Everytime I hit a dead end,

I wish you were around to hold my hand

Or to atleast guide me on what to do 

What next after I've hit the end?

Do I give up or do I trust the process?

I most of the times feel like quitting,

But then again, they say there's light at the end of the tunnel 

I hope mine's there too.

I always look forward to holding firm your legacy

I wouldn't want to fail you, 

But most importantly, I wouldn't want to fail Mama.

We're still mourning your departure,

I mean, we didn't see that coming that soon

I know you always prepared us, but we weren't ready yet

You left abruptly.Yes you left us on our feet

But I wish you didn't have to leave

We wished for more time with you

But Cancer decided to take the trophy instead

You fought it so hard, I saw how you strained

You had the will to live longer

but the meds didn't do you any good either.

It was your time to take your leave

It was your time to rest from all the pain

We were so willing to hold on longer

But your pain wouldn't let us hang on

We saw how you suffered 

How the tests and treatments drained the remaining life out of you 

Pops, you're in a better place.

No more pain on that side

Keep watching over us, and especially Mama

She feels the void more that us

We're trying to help her sober up, as best as we can

Continue resting Papa, one day we shall meet again

When I cross the bridge.