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Sunday, 27 April 2014

Nature's beauty/Naturally beautiful



Sitting down on a beautiful rock
My feet in the water I soak
Listening to the frogs croak
Beautiful birds chirping
Songs of love they are singing
Slender beams of sunlight through the trees
Whistling of the trees and buzzing of the bees
Music of tranquility for my ears
A worry of life in my head clears
Colorful butterflies on the other side
Beauty of their wings is their pride
From flower to flower they glide
From down the river she appears
A woman with a sheer beauty
Curl of her eye lashes
Beauty in her eyes flashes
From the fullness of her lips
To the curve of her hips
From the lovely sound of her voice
To the sassy twirling of her waist
Singing the classical tunes of her choice
And dancing the moves of a queen’s taste
Soaking in the view I closed my eyes for a while
To the birds, butterflies, trees, flowers…
And to the woman, I gave the best of my smile

- Edwin Onyango
 
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Candle in the wind

Photo: As the sun dives beyond the horizon
The moon escapes from her prison
Dazzling rays of daylight last in the sky
The cold night falls with a silent sigh
Night walkers says ciao
They are in control now
There was once light, now the night reigns with darkness
And somehow sorrow has found my point of weakness
Cascade of tears fall upon my darkened eyes
Dripping to the cold, uncaring tombstones
Sleeping beauty, sleeping but just bones
Sleeping beneath these cold stones
Her candle burned off two months ago
The dark wind blew away her shadow
Drowned in sadness, drowned in painful memories
Memories of what used to be my favorite love stories
I always thought she will be with me forever
I thought we will see our old days together
But for God knows why,
Now it is just me and loneliness in this graveyardAs the sun dives beyond the horizon
The moon escapes from her prison
Dazzling rays of daylight last in the sky
The cold night falls with a silent sigh
Night walkers says ciao
They are in control now
There was once light, now the night reigns with darkness
And somehow sorrow has found my point of weakness
Cascade of tears fall upon my darkened eyes

Dripping to the cold, uncaring tombstones
Sleeping beauty, sleeping but just bones
Sleeping beneath these cold stones
Her candle burned off two months ago
The dark wind blew away her shadow
Drowned in sadness, drowned in painful memories
Memories of what used to be my favorite love stories
I always thought she will be with me forever
I thought we will see our old days together
But for God knows why,
Now it is just me and loneliness in this graveyard


- Edwin Onyango

Thursday, 24 April 2014

Scarred Beauty

Trees cutting
Charcoal burning
Less vegetation
Deforestation
Holes digging
Rocks blasting
Gold mining
Oil drilling
Soil erosion
Toxic emission
water contamination
waste deposition
Land pollution
Desertification

Illegal hunting
Animals poaching
Rhinoceros horns
Elephants ivory
Skin cut into pieces
Endangered species
Scenes I have seen
Leaves  not green
Water not clean
Men so mean
What’s their deal?
Poisoned thrill
Nature they kill
Mother nature
Scarred beauty
She has no twin
No next of kin
She is turning gray
If she dies today
That will be the END
- Edwin Onyango

Wednesday, 23 April 2014

Fallen Freedom Fighter



Thrown in jail, locked behind bars
My soul ails, my skin full of fresh scars
In solitary I’m detained, caged in the dark
On my neck I’m chained, my hands on my back
I scream in pain, cold tears on my eyes
They stream in vain, no one hears my cries
My joints ache, from the beating I get
Whipping I take, extreme torture not yet
On my face they spit, my toes they crash
My head they hit, my ribs they smash
On the floor I bleed, out of pain I plea,
To death I concede, for my soul to be free
In a second my life flashes, pictures of my past
To the grave everyone rashes, flag flying  half mast
Freedom fighter no more, fought for the just
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
My warrior soul rest in peace

- Edwin Onyango

Tuesday, 22 April 2014

For richer, For poorer!?!



I wonder what you would say
If I told you why I was crying
I wonder if you would stay
If I told you I was lying
When I told you I was fine
But I was really hurting
Sweat of fear down my spine
Tears of guilt cloud my eyes
Clouds of regret fill the skies
The dark sky is no limit
To the pain I feel inside
The truth crushes my spirit
But from it, no more I can hide
I promised you golden wings
And told you to the moon we will fly
I promised you expensive things
Everything i knew money can buy
I promised you a rainbow crown
And a king size diamond ring
I promised you Armani prive' gown
And a silver platter dinner with the king
I told you you’ll be my queen
Am sorry for tricking you into loving me
For with a better man you’d rather be
I can not afford all the precious things I promised you
Poverty is a word you never knew
In my case, it is like hair on super glue
But it wouldn’t matter if your love is true
For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer…
Please tell me if you will still say, “Yes I do”

-Edwin Onyango

Sunday, 20 April 2014

UNTIL THAT DAY- by Renard Jude shy


UNTIL THAT DAY: SEVEN PRINCIPLES OF THE UNIVERSE: #KEEP_IT_SIMPLE
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We human beings just love to make things far more complicated than they actually are. Life itself being one of them. It's to be expected. We're still a race with an over-developed intellect and under developed spirit. Look at Harvard, full of intellectuals justifying their own egos by over complicating very simple principles.

As the influential economist E.F. Schumacher noted 'Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius — and a lot of courage to move in the opposite direction.'

Schumacher wasn't alone. Some of the greatest minds to have graced the planet have voiced their awareness of how genius lies in simplicity.

Confucius noted: 'life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated', Leonardo de Vinci pronounced, 'simplicity is the ultimate sophistication', and Henry David Thoreau accurately surmised 'our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify, simplify.' Lastly, the Bible declares: 'The testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple' (Psalms 19:7).

When we consider these quotes span over thousands of years, we begin to grasp how slow our evolution actually is.

Nature is blissfully simple. And there are simple, natural principles at the heart of life. Knowing them is the first step to being aware of them, and being aware of them is one step away from living into them.

Here are the principles:

The Law of Perpetual Transmutation
The Law of Relativity
The Law of Vibration
The Law of Polarity
The Law of Rhythm
The Law of Cause and Effect
The Law of Gender

When we grasp how these laws work and how they impact us and every aspect of our lives on a moment to moment basis - we've made a massive leap to a far more successful life, individually as well as collectively; and giant step to ultimately manifesting THAT DAY!

It's all about awareness, and it would be negligent to not look deeper into each of these seven principles, which I will do for the next seven days, so stay tuned Until That Day Family. Enjoy your Saturday, and remember to keep it simple!

HOLDING THE VISION!

UTD = UNITED = UNTIL THAT DAY!!!
-Renard Jude shy

Thursday, 17 April 2014

They will mourn


In a black suit, wearing corpse-scented cologne
Dancing music of the dead, evil tunes, haunted tones
Listening to the sound of the cursed trombone
  
This place is a cold heart zone
No one gives a damn, I’m on my own
Walking in foggy woods, all but alone

In my pockets and on the piled stones
I look everywhere, look for the phone
How will I reach them? How will I call home?
How will I tell them that I will soon be gone?

To me the other side has been shown
Mysterious place, the world unknown
The side with the ones who had passed on

To the jaws of death I will be thrown
It will chew my soul and gnaw my bones
Friends and family will mourn
In grief they will groan
Mournful bawls they will try to control
But tears of anguish  will play its’ role
Their broken hearts, I wont be there to console
Their heads, they will cover with black shawls
On their knees, they will pray for my soul

-Edwin Onyango

Saturday, 12 April 2014

Tears on a blood moon

Slowly but with a lot of pain she turned to face my way
I moved close, knelt beside the bed, held her hand and waited to hear what she wanted to say
“Eddie, my son,”  with a low voice she called “how was school today?”
Cool, Mama. Everything was okay. I chewed all the books in class then went to the field to play
I could still see traces of pain in her eyes as she tried to smile at me
She tried so hard to hide it. For her suffering she didn’t want me to see
Despite her effort, tears in her eyes began to flow
Tears of sorrow, grief, regrets and woe
I then asked her, “what is wrong Mama? Why are you crying?”
As much as i tried not to think about it, but the truth was that she was dying
“I’m alright son. I love you and I’m so proud of you” said she
“Just happy to see the kind of man you are turning out to be”
“I love you too Mama. All this is because of you”
“You are my morning star that smiles in the blue”
“Can you get me a glass of water. I’m Feeling thirsty” “hurry” she added.
“here you go Mama. At room temperature just like you like it”
Mama, here is your water. Mama?! Mama wake up.
Wake up Mama. Mama!!!
I lean close to listening if she was still breathing
Mama, wake up Mama. I need you Mama.
I listened to her chest if her heart was still beating
....
I guess she never wanted me to watch her loose the fight
That was her nature. Even when things went haywire
She always found a way to make me think all was alright
For me, she would throw her self on the line of fire
My tears on a blood moon, gone too soon
I sit by the window, with a gloomy voice i croon
I look to heavens and ask God why?
Why her? why not me? why all the grey in the sky
I…I never had a chance to say goodbye
Through the moonlight and the sunlight all i do is cry
Too much pain for my heart to bear. I'd rather die
Come meet me Mama. Come say Hi


- Edwin Onyango
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