Saturday, August 1, 2015

This Shadow!


The features dark,
The outline clear,
The details blur,
That made me mad,
And almost sad,
But then the moment came,
My pupils wide,
This shadow,
In this treacherous meadow,
Pointed me to the light,
So that shadow,
Yes that one,
And every shadow,
Is the compass to the light,
Its chief architect,
You can either focus on the shadow,
Or follow it to the light,
To your Eldorado,
And if you’re lucky it might be in Colorado,
© Brussels August 2015 afesehngwaHilary

Friday, May 8, 2015

Treated from willingness to be abused!



The argument was heated,
Shortly after he came in and greeted,
I reminded him of how I had been mistreated,
Emphasized the many ways I had been cheated,
I only paused to ask him to be seated,
I didn’t want his feet wobbling in shock from all the truth darts being meted,
I laid bare all the machismo which had grown over the years to be very conceited,
Always feeling threatened and trying to compete even though I was not one to have competed,
Like the prisoner without a crime I was repeatedly verbally and physically maltreated,
I made it clear in unequivocal terms that the jail term was served and will never be repeated,
Before my pent up tirade was completed I told him before I retreated,
That it didn’t matter that all these years during his one man competitions I had been defeated,
I found my lost feet, recovered my stifled voice and have been treated,
I was sure there was no shadow or shred of doubt in his mind that I was serious.


Brussels © April 2015 afesehngwaHilary

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Your insidious wish – my command!


Don’t be quick to wish you want to be in my shoes,
You want the fancy clothes which cover my hidden bruise,
You only see the pure gold he put on my hand,
Not the violent gusty cold winds from the breath of my man,
Be careful,
Be careful,
Be careful what you wish,
Beware of the looks of the inviting dish,
All you see is my price tag,
Not the life in this violently silent bag,

Now I invite you,
Come take my things and give me your freedom,
Come take my silence and give me your voice,
Liberate me and make your wish come true.

Brussels © April 2015 afesehngwaHilary

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Write your own history!


When you let another write your history,
You let them tell your story,
You let them shape your future,
You let them form your culture,

Through a history maimed, dislocated, and caricatured,
Many a people have been left confused, belligerent and fractured,
Tied to the lies of an untrue past,
Unable to make their progress last,

So take your history back,

Fill the historical knowledge lack,
Own it and take its lessons very seriously,
Before who you really are disappears mysteriously,
For true history brings us invaluable lessons from the past,

Today you have a chance to determine how the history of today will read,
Wake up and lead!


Brussels © April 2015 afesehngwaHilary

Monday, April 20, 2015

The strength waning in your clout!


Sometimes you will doubt,
Feel the strength waning in your clout,
Feel ill equipped for life's next bout,
You reach out to the wells of hope and find a drought,
In frustration you pout,
It does not help so you let out a shrieking shout,

But being a determined success scout,
You let an iron will endure the success route,
To the heavens you reach out,
Praying your labor seeds will bountifully sprout,
You are appointed,
Not disappointed,
By the ripening of time.

Brussels © April 2015 afesehngwaHilary

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Elegance!



No dress more elegant than the robes of loving service,
May not feel regal,
May bring a heavy, even painful weight on the shoulders that wear them,
But try them,
And go about the business of living out the truest creed of that noble life giving work,
Before you know it you’ll be looking preciously graceful and glamorously elegant,
In robes so priceless no earthly designer makes them yet!

Brussels © April 2015 afesehngwaHilary

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Whine or wine!


... in life,
You can decide,
Irrespective of where you reside,
Decide to while away your life,
Whining and blaming your past and circumstances and life,
Employing every effort to be embittered by it,
Lap at the shores of regret for all the things which were or could have been yours,

OR you can decide to learn,
Take a new turn,
Learn the lessons from your past and life,
Become better because of it...
Think differently in spite of it,
Look for opportunities where obstacles stand,
Press forward with the stubborn steeled determination and iron clan will,
Remember the toxic effects of bitterness and hatred,
Start in the heart which harbors them...


Brussels © April 2015 afesehngwaHilary