EGO BEE

Everything seem to be different and difficult for you
Both young and old in your circle have brainstormed
Others researched,while the pastors prayed but it looks the same
Things are at a standstill like a young soldier waiting to be commanded by his Superior to proceed
Nature doesn’t want to agree with you
The heart bleeding profusely
The mind thinking deeply
While the eye looked around for opened doors
You would even jump through the window when it’s open
With no security cameras filming
Life is like a movie as many say
I will always disagree because am no actor or basically not interested in pretending
To give it a try,let me ask the filmmakers to playback the movie which featured my parents
With eyebrows raised
You wouldn’t believe what my heavy eyes saw
Shocked and speechless
Both parents going into agreement with poverty
This is insane
They literally got married to it
It’s certainly not a decision I would make
Blame them not
Am sure they were not told of the repercussions
Again,let me say am highly disappointed in them for agreeing to this …errmmm
I don’t know how to describe it
Praying fervently to the Lord
My eyes opened widely
My ears became sharper than before
Nose smelling good things
My whole body magnetized
Hear this my people
See beyond the opaque object in front of you
Even though it may take a while
But with prayer and determination
This thing will be a thing of the past
While we walk pass the past
Let’s not forget the past is the pass we need to bypass the present into the future
You will make it, regardless of your current situation
All these challenges are there to strengthen you
They mostly prepare you for the unknown
Hold on tight
Your Life would attract good things
Everything would eventually turn gold
Until the whistle is blown
Keep shooting
One shot on target
This time around it would be a goal in your favor…

Grind

 

Everyday comes with a new struggle

Waking up strong to fight the battle

Days, months and years seem to be in competition with each other

To my knowledge man has a baton to hand over

Leaving him with no option than his ten toes on the street everyday

Trying to make a living

Literally,going the extra mile to save a day

No,I can’t get all done in just a day

One brick a day is enough evidence of my labor

Laboring not in vain but for the future

Grinding steadily and patiently waiting for payday

It’s alright if it breaks your heart

Slowdown cos the game is not yet over

If plantain chips is what you can afford get it with the kwacha

The hustle will certainly pay off

What you’ve been dreaming and planning has a way of annoucing it’s presence

Try hard to hide those tears

Share them with your pillow only

Work as hard as you can

It may seem like you alone

Your surrounding is enough for you to go hard

Let criticism and despise be your audience

They support you unknowingly

Urging you on

You can’t give up now

Don’t disappoint those who look up to you

Some may not have the courage to tell you

But you inspire them with your action

The praise songs will come when the time is right

You are on the right path

Don’t stop

It may discourage and hurt many

When you feel like giving up

Just remember

“Quitters never win”

Victory awaits you

Hustle hard

Move