Your love is true!

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I am not drunk with any emotional high,

My reason not clouded by raw unanchored feelings,

I am busy doing what I really love,

Yet I still manage to take a break from it to think of you,

You open your mouth to sing and the birds go hush to listen,

When you smile, 

Darkness hides and the moon retreats as an unworthy competitor,

You walk and all the cats protest in jealous rage at your grace,

A sweet smelling fragrance erupts from your fragile self,

Wafts like an attractive force around the globe,

From the perfect strivings of your imperfect self,

You love's shows up like the earth,

Through the seasons,

Through the bite and sting of winter cold,

And the scathing heat of summer days,

Through the beauty and nakedness of Fall,

Through the freshness and bloom of springtime,

Through countless repeated daily cycles,

Cycles of daylight when the sun shows up in brilliant splendor,

Retreats to hide its beauty and its warmth,

And night time takes over enveloping all with darkness,

Your love is truly ever present,

Through stormy days,

Through rainbow days,

Like the earth your love is always there,

... always there, always here and always there... 

In one form or the other,

Battered maybe, flickering maybe, struggling maybe,

Patched maybe, gasping for second wind maybe but always there,

Always here, Ever present...

Your love is true,
So true it makes me question the verity of mine,

And it is always a gift from you to me,

So strong it makes my best "thank you" the weakest phrase!

Brussels © October 2014 afesehngwaHilary

The Agonizing Pain and Hopeful Gaze of Mother Africa!

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Mama painfully agonizes over history and now,

Gazes into countless tomorrows with anticipatory hope,
Oh the pain of mama Africa,
The pain of a mother,
Who has gone through labor after labor,Birth pangs after birth pangs,Only to see all the children she suckled,
Suckled and nursed with undying motherly love,With scant exception turn into rogue states ,The pain of a mother seeing once brightly hopeful children turned awry,
All the pain in hell could not make up her sum,

But like a true African mother,
There is no quenching of her love,
No extinguishing of her hope,
No ceasing in her prayers,
And as the future beckons still,
She prays:
That these children will realize,
That they might have gone too far down the wrong road,
But the way back is still open and they can re-calibrate their tracks,
She prays, That the mighty God will set and direct their steps on the right path,
That they be endowed with a rare spirit of sacrifice,
And compassion and love for one another,
That they will not be imbued with that uncommon apathy,
That nonchalance in the apathy which plagues the land,
That they will be sewn together with an uncommon empathy,
That empathy which takes selfishness to task and suffocates its paralyzing grip,
She prays,
For the strength to strangle corruption, nepotism and all the viral isms,
She prays,
That a better tomorrow will soon come,
That all who call themselves sons and daughters of the soil,
Will assume responsibility to lead the changes,
And have a committed stake in the affairs that will bring the countries,
And the continent as a whole a little closer every day,
To the pill that will heal the bleeding on her aching heart,
To prosperity which will restore mama Africa's dislocated smile,

So until we take up and face these lofty challenges in one form or another,
In ways big and small, from near or from afar,
We can be sure to a right to only one thing:
As far as the continent’s woes are concerned - shut up,
For willingness alone will not do,Ability alone will not do,Procrastination will not do,
Just take them on in concrete actions,
One action at a time,
For one of mankind's purest joys is that of overcoming,
Through unfathomable odds!

Brussels © October 2014 afesehngwaHilary

Fear of love as volatile morning dew on blades of grass

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Sometimes love’s like the morning dew on blades of grass,

Quickly disappearing under the rays of the rising sun,

So reach out to love where it may be found,

It may only come to you where you are down,

Reach out with love wherever you are found,

Someone down may need it to turn their life around,

Pray to not be afraid to love,

No doubt love carries with it a potent risk for hurt,

And the greater the love the greater the risk,

You desperately want to believe that love is a vaccine for hurt,

But truly love has no real value without that risk,

No value without that sacrificial price,

Something ethereally mysterious,

With power to conjure both rabid desire and paralyzing fear,

Like a potent cloud with answers to the promise of needed rain,

And the fear of destabilizing potential floods,

I know you want it even though you fear it,

For nobody can be happy without it,

Choke the fear and give love a chance,

For like Mother Theresa said,

When we love until it hurts,

There is no more hurt only love,

And if you ever did err,

Let it be on the side of love,

Never on the side of fear,

While it is okay to fear to love,

Never act out of the fear of love,

Yes love can be as volatile as liquid nitrogen,

Seize it before it is gone,

When you are confused and know not how to act,

Just love – long term you can never go wrong with love,

Not the love described with childlike facility in Hollywood,

But the love whose running currency is an intentional deliberate intelligent sacrifice.

Brussels © October 2014 afesehngwaHilary

Stop the hypocrisy!

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If you put your hands over your nose at the stench of corruption,

Don't give a bribe and don't take one,

If you want to see the end of illiteracy,

And communally experience the buoying invigoration of emancipating education,

Send a child to school,

Take another under your wings and teach' em what you know,

If you hate the hunger in the world,

Feed a hungry mouth today,

If you hate the hatred in the world,

Love somebody and give them permission to do the same,

Let joy overflow from your heart to light up a needy, sad and gloomy world,

If you hate the frowning in the world,

Put a smile on a face today,

Wear it as your favorite make up,

If you hate the dirty streets,

Don't litter them yourself,

By the way please pick up that littered paper by your side.

To echo Mahatma be the change you want to see,

Do the things you want to see,

The littlest tiny drops of water still comprise the changing tides of the mightiest seas,

So stop the hypocrisy.

Brussels © October 2014 afesehngwaHilary

Say something I am looking everywhere for you!

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Give me a sign I am looking everywhere for you,
I look for signs of you in every face from every race,
I listen for steps of you in every gait from every gate,
Say something I am looking everywhere for you,
When I am tired and weary and can no longer walk,
Somehow I manage to find the strength to crawl,
Been through one too many brawls,
My vision dimmed by the endless search,
I stumble and stagger and fall and remind myself I cannot stop,
Scream something I am looking everywhere for you,
Fun is I am incapable of knowing whether I'll know if I ran into you,
Make some noise I am looking everywhere for you,
An important search mission to rescue us from wait,
I encounter countless distractions of many forms,
Have weathered numerous violent storms,
Say something I am not giving up on you!

Brussels © October 2014 afesehngwaHilary

You are a beguiling charm - I refuse to let thinking cloud my judgment!!

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You are a beguiling charm,
One I cannot resist,
There must be something I have missed,
For I am three quarters agony,
One quarter hope,
Hope couched in a love that evades me,
As I am irresistibly drawn to one I cannot have,
One I cannot keep.

I try to cope as I grope to find my way,
And realize if there is any shred of honesty  in me,
Then I can deny this no more,
For my salvation from these punishing emotions,
Lies in breathing out this age long wish,
Reintroducing you to the heart you colonized,
And captured and then abandoned two score years ago,
In pursuit of distracting adventures which now bring you home,
To where you belong,
What you have been looking for,
This longing heart,
I refuse to let thinking cloud my judgment!

Brussels © October 2014 afesehngwaHilary

One step - the only way to eat an elephant!

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Begins with the first step,
Progresses with the next step,
Ends with the last step,
All you need is one step,
One more step,
Just one,
Only one,
One more,
It is all you need strength for,
All you need energy for,
All you need focus for,
One more,

There is only one way to eat an Elephant,
One bite at a time!

Brussels © October 2014 afesehngwaHilary