WHEN THE SKIN CRIES TOO..

This is one of my short writings that i enjoy reading a lot,

They say I’m old, they say I’m ugly,
But I’m i?
Ladies get rid of me, men get rid of me.
They say I’m old,
Celebrities say they gain more fame when they get rid of me,
But I tell them they’re wrong.
They say skin lighting is the only way,
To be loved,
To be noticed,
To gain fame,
But I tell them they’re wrong.
They say I’m old school, they say I don’t fit in the current generation. 
But I’ve lived from the ancient time, where they embraced me
But who will fight for my rights?
Glistening tears cant roll no more
I too have the right to life, the right to be loved
I shall live to flight another day
It’s what makes Africa unique .

When the skin cries too

( This is what i had written sometimes back, i enjoy reading this a lot)

They say I’m old, they say I’m ugly,
But I’m i?
Ladies get rid of me, men get rid of me.
They say I’m old,
Celebrities say they gain more fame when they get rid of me,
But I tell them they’re wrong.
They say skin lighting is the only way,
To be loved,
To be noticed,
To gain fame,
But I tell them they’re wrong.
They say I’m old school, they say I don’t fit in the current generation.
But I’ve lived from the ancient time, where they embraced me
But who will fight for my rights?
Glistening tears cant roll no more
I too have the right to life, the right to be loved
I shall live to flight another day
It’s what makes Africa unique .

Recollection is not absolute

Too flimsy to heal again,
sores are all over
the pain is all over
absolute hatred in my heart,
All trust gone
just i and myself

I would buy you the world

i would buy you the world, only you ma,

i would make you head from east to west, north to south, just you ma,

i would make them bow, make them bow so low, only for you ma,

i would give you the world, only if i had the power

what we call life,

i asked what they meant by humanity, i tried searching for an individual with a sense of human, i never got tired… the story is long.

it breaks my heart to watch the innocent babies yell, not because of sickness, not because of hunger, not because of an injury, but due to torture. Torture from someone calling themselves a human being, someone breathing the life not of eternity, but the favour of breathing. They say a mother would only feel the pain when a baby cries but i also do feel it striking within my nerves,,I pray to God, just to forgive them, i also pray to Him to forgive us all because we all sin.