Lonely Night

If I could have your heart
we'd never be apart
I dream of you far away
on islands long
and wish for the day
you'll take me away
on your wings holding me
in your arms till I fall asleep
and heal.
landing safely on
your wheels.

Wow!
I heard so much about you
How you speak to lonely men
and set them free
cause you have the key.
In my dreams I am climbing
high above the sky racing time
hoping love dont pass me by,
on your mountains
speaking face to face
swimming in your fountains
You're my other half, im asleep
I dream of the day we'd meet
O mother of nature, fighting
emotions in eye, like oceans
deep, a stranger


Im goin crazy, writing poems
I remain sane and wait in pain
We.ve been separated  in vain
scattered away
for way too long-im frozen
nothing really matters
to me but to be with thee
its scary, living dis way,
warm me my dear from fear
of fathers telling me stories
of ancient glories and mysteries
That's where the secret is

For,
"We only said Goodbye with words,
Amy Winehouse,-I died a hundred times"
My heart is a dove that
needs to fly, I cry
 trapped in this
lie, O why? Cause I adore the wings of
 ravens so fresh and clean
golden wid the sound of children
I live once more far away from
islands long.

Until that day I'll always
be depressed, there's no life
in the west.
Cause I have no home
nowhere I belong, in my mind
I walk the earth
like a stranger, visitor
waiting for the day
that we can do the things
we've never done
momentarily
basking in the glorious sun
of your warm embrace
kissing the eastern sky
before my days goodbye.
for eternity.

Mythical_Poet
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It Dont Matter

Black or White
Rich or Poor
European or African
need I say more?
Christian or Islam
Masters or Doctors
Bank manager or road-sweeper
what difference is there?
In the end we all going
the same place,
God no watch face.


Why pree?
If you knew my history in totality
as far as eyes could see
putting yourself in my shoes-
what its like to be me
maybe you'd be, see, just like me.
You wouldn't judge me
wondering differently like
Saturday or Monday
Friday or Sunday  is
not my day,
which day is the day?
Is it today or yesterday
I dont care, dont fear cause
Life is there, going nowhere
its light outside!


Personally life has taught
me to see beyond me
or what my eyes want to see
and the bigger picture
is free! To open my heart
with the key inside my brain
releasing all the pain of past memories
like showers of rain when its spring again,
to shut my mouth
about what dont concern me, so
Dont Judge me, cause
in the end we all goin
the same place.


Dont look at me and
say that im lost-
its unfair! Why?
cause I dont wear
your colors
or worship your God. See
life is a flower
it can fade away any day
like seasons change
what difference is there
in the end we all going
the same place



Division is the joke of life
but nobodys laughing, its ironic
A simple addition, wid no subtraction,
Life is what you make
it,  you reap what you sow,
so if I dont make
anything of it- thats my secret
I regret to know
Dont judge me yet!
The road of life is rocky,
you know why? We all block
each other with eyes and lies
otherwise what difference is there
in the end we all going
the same place


Time does a fine job
I kept it all inside my minds freezer
He melts me frozen heart well
Now im letting go, a liquid state
to fill the shape of my fate
there's nothing left to loose
no point in blaming myself
Love is all I need, I see, but slowly
im freed.
Ive tried so hard, it dont matter
Cause in the end we all going
the same place
God no watch face.

Mythical_Poet.
Copyright

When Darkness is Light

I cant explain what
you cant explain
And so it became
A 50/50 relationship
when six o clock
strikes the clock.

Turn on the light
I need to see
watch my steps or
fall with me.
Darkness is light
Cant u see?

Are you down?
follow me all the way to town
Thing are not what they seem
Life is but a dream, they say
Darkness is light
cant u see?

Its all in me,
the truth is lonely
locked up in the prison
of my mind
waiting to be set free
not guilty.

You're learning things
that you never knew
you stopped and stared
without a clue
What will, will you do?
Darkness is light, its true

Though the two they cant
exist, takin turns
they still insist.
I am dark and you are light
I am light and you are right
The difference is Midnight.


Mythical_Poet
27 February 2012

Think about your talent

As a poet my first duty is to be true to how I feel inside me. I want my poems and writings to live on after im gone, to have meaning and content for others- thats the reason I write. I dont write for money or fame - I write because I see that God has blessed me with this awesome natural talent of expression and if I dont use it, share it, well, im in big trouble. Therefore I have to tell the truth and not hide it as I envision it through my very own unique lens of experience- What is life?

Mythical_Poet- 2012

Wake me when April ends

Spring time is coming on
the innocent have long been gone
wake me when April ends.
For memories are numb-I cant recall
At times my heart does fear the Fall
of life ahead,- thank God
Im not dead.
Wake me when April Ends.

Thinking about that day,
Seventeen years have passed away like
yesterday, it was just my memories
at play, what can I say?
t'was my nine eleven moment
around the age of seven
that happened suddenly
Wake me when April Ends

Was just a baby
but remember events clearly
when the news broke, maybe
on the radio at home, seriously
a nine eleven calamity that changed
my life's history forever and ever amen.
Wake me when April Ends

A disaster that decided my destiny
in two, what was I to do? What did I do?
How can you miss what you never had
soaked in my pain like endless rain
becoming who I am, what I am
my fate that made me seperate
Wake me when April Ends


It was like a movie on big screen
people screaming, the world watching, sleeping
its boring, not knowing the meaning what's happening!
A nation destroyed, theres no ending
except lives, nobody smiling who're dying
people crying, some not trying, im not lying.
President hiding nowhere to be found.
People eating, some laughing still living ignoring while
bodies dropping and piling
from high towers beneath the rubble,Oh
Wake me when April Ends.

Its all because of April
my life transformed forever, forever
will never ever be the same forever.
My salvation and destruction
go hand in hand, loneliness
is the price I pay for freedom in dis land.
Separation from my nation im
One in a million- no you wouldn't undastand
whats messed up and everythingz alright
check my vital signs-Im still alive and I walk alone,
my Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Wake me when April Ends


I know I should let
bygones be bygones
But April is the reason why
Im am like I am, because
April was my nine eleven moment
Forgiveness is not mine to give
though I let go and live
who knows what ours future holds
we are never to blame- God knows
Dont pray for me, im okay
pray for those far away
Over the world is death
wake me when April Ends

Mythical_Poet
Copyright.

Protect Me

Cover me, Protect me
Dear God, my spirit is low in me
save me from my enemies.
They are so cold.
They smile and try to steal my soul
all that glitter is not gold

Things are not what they seem
Oh, wake me from this terrible dream.
They circle me from every side
I try and try but cannot hide. Why?
For you prepared a table before me
and they want to eat whats mine;
you make a way for me to rise
yet they try to block my shine. Why?

They play a wicked game
and so they entice me to join
But I do not walk like them O God
they decide my fate with a coin
they frown.
these bloodsuckers fat and full
from the blood they suck
they suck the blood of all
until nothings left at all.

They look at me and see
 your blessings showering me
so they cannot harm me,
burden me, with their heavy load of misery
so full of envy and jealousy.Why?
For they ponder me from  far
like an unsolved mystery to resolve
they have no dirt on me,
That's why I walk the streets freely,
at night, sleep sweetly,
no shame is in me
for am not guilty.

Am not ashamed,
they cant tarnish my name
For my heart is clean
and their heart is not
you dont walk with them.Why?
for your blessings are not always
with the rich, you keep
your gifts for the righteous

Look, they wont even stop to talk
to me, greet me- they must be guilty. Why?
Cause you made me free but they want to shackle me
they cant even look at me in the eye sincerely
for your glorious light is shining on me so brightly
like the one in the sky- Selah
So they hide in the dark
because they fear the light
they know they are wrong
and you O God are right. Why?

Because they auction the earth
putting a price on what is free
you opened the door of life
but they are selling the key.
All things you've given unto me
my destiny is between me and thee
for my hands are clean.
And so you protect me.
For I cannot join them, no-
will not do what they do
I have to remain true...
no matter what they do.

Mythical_Poet
20 February- 1 am
Inspired by God

Damn

Damn

You can run but you cant hide
Open your eyes wide, wide, wide!
whats fucked up and everytingz alright
Words of wisdom to confide.

Im here looking at whats going on
from my window pane below my brain
What seems perfect could be so wrong
but im not scared it wont be long.

Its not your fault, dont blame yourself
just tighten your shoes, put on your belt
cause we all got a plane to catch
so be ready, look out and watch.

"Damn! Niggaz try to stick me for my paper
Damn! Niggaz try to stick me for my paper"
Reality calls- True words of rapper Biggie Smalls,

For its all about the paper
and aint nothing free
except yur creator
dont start looking for favors

Things are not what they seem to be
Future looking dark like hell to me
The game is rigged,  falling apart quickly
somebody hear me, please somebody save me!

Its a warning for anyone with ears, and
its a crime scene EVERYWHERE beware.
You either play it cool or act a fool.
You either be a rebel or be a tool.

Slaughtering bodies for profit,
dog eat dog, everybody wants a piece
But there wont be no peace
until all blood shed cease.

Hypocrisy is the name of the game
robbery and lies makes for greedy shares
but Who really cares
its all replaced in eyes with fears

"Close your eyes listen, hear my heart beating
pulse racing I cant take it future too dark
and hopeless for me to face it only God knows if
i'll make it"- true words of rapper Shyne Po

Its a dirty game, I aint playing!
 cause somebody is gonna get hurt
Biggie said it aint a dream, I beleive him!
 Time will tell what the outcome will be
but it aint gonna be pretty.

Damn

Mythical_Poet
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Life is Hard (No escaping)

When I was a baby
my momma use to tell me
work hard in school son, cause
life's not going to be easy.
I agree mommy believe me!
See, I never disobeyed
what my momma said
but neva really understood
what she meant instead, cause

I never took mommy seriously
Until I got a bit older
and started to see clearly
the world more differently
from how I saw it
as a baby- its scary,crazy!

What could a child have known?
Before I had a clue
Before I knew what I had to do
I tried hard in school
 obeyed all the rules
but that didnt change a thing
cause there is no escaping
Life is hard,

It will leave you mentally,
emotionally and physically
scard honestly,its hard.
They're not enough words
to express this mess

But

I guess mommy was saying
Its not your  fault
why life is hard so
She tried to shelter me
from reality
but thats okay- I understand
she loved me anyway.

Mythical_Poet
Copyright

The Wide Sea of Mental Slavery

“Emancipate yourself from mental slavery”,
Bob Marley said it,let us do it!
To see it you must believe it,
freedom will reach the limit you give it.
Men, do not oppress the women and
women do not distress the men.

Her agony and fury bleeds
like the ink of my pen, she says

Looking at me you have to be
blind to not see something’s wrong with me,
im just trying to be a woman
do right and keep strong,
but lately I’ve been thinking
I did something wrong. For

you dont value the good things I do
not even I love you and  thank you
instead im used and abused
My mind and heart is so bruised
and so for revenge you pay, cause
 you,re to blame all the way from creation
day

But the man says

Why me? Sometimes I feel so lonely
like the world doesn’t hear me, feel me
would someone rescue me
or let me drift away
and drown myself in the wide sea
of mental slavery.

Mythical_Poet
Wide Sargasso Sea-Inspired
2009

Dream on (Paragraph Poem)

What makes our life so special is the fact that we are mere mortals who exist only for a time; because in truth any moment might be our last. We are constantly cheating death with every breath we take, its true. Our fantasies could be our greatest comfort and yet our biggest setbacks. Youth and old age is but a mile apart, for some, then the journey starts all over again for another. Those who accept this blissfully are free. Those who accept it not are in misery. And though we dont think about that moment consistently, we acknowledge the existence deep down in the inner parts of our soul with each aching moment that the fantasy is indeed a reality. Why should we, why should anybody, obsess about that moment continually? We should not for there is no time to dwell on the uncertainty, there is absolutely no time to.

Mythical_Poet
8 January  2012.
Inspired

The 12 Sounds

The 12 sounds...

look at them flow
one by one no more
the 12 sounds
follow the master.
They travel like
wind, rain and snow
all through the earth
they go like seasons,

to circle the
globe for preys
to catch those who
sleep in rain and
wind like treason.
Each one looking
the same, but not all
will remain, for
reasons plain they go
And be no more
together again

12 disasters in vain.
A subliminal game

Mythical_Poet
Copyright
 (Long Time Coming -2011)

Forgive Dem

Where's de love
sent from up above
the people live a lie
tho they try and try to survive
there is no life
forgive dem
for dey know not wat dey do

dey break d divine order
still you give your favor
they claim to have a lover
but dey need a savior
still you deliva like silver and gold
half the story never been told
forgive dem
for dey know not wat dey do

What a gwaan we na win we loosing
everybody a do dem owna ting
but nobady a do a damn ting
and too much man a 'deading' insted a living
where is d ending?
we a kill we one aneda
brethren and sistren
the system a fraud ting
you no see?


Lord!
Dear God
you loved me from a baby
will you forgive me
save me
before you bury me
I come to see
this misery
this controversy
trapped in d storm
its crazy
you test me
its the death of me
your love is free!
dem no see
whe we a pree
di tings we do to survive
we livin a lie
shoulda let tings be

Insted a separation
we need unification
insted of destruction
we need identification
no more horrification
in this nation
no more damnation
in this nation
we need salvation
forgive dem
for dey know not wat dey do

Do you believe?

Mythical_Poet
Copyright

Semugeshi

I Forgot my name
but cannot divorce the way I am
cause vows made between I AM
left me the way I am.
Whats my name?
This question I asked
once upon a time
lost in dark tunnels
where no light dwells.
Who am I?
Cannot trace my past
steps, for I was cast
down somewhere between
heaven and hell,
a gift and curse
the story my life tells


Now where am I?
In this hilly society
im a secret mystery
to everyone around me,
and momentarily, even to me
Until I heard internally
a tender voice so gently,
guiding me to my destiny
Revealing to me the legacy
of my tragedy, my calamity
my peculiarity, irregularity thats genetically
my identity, creativity that freed me from old
tendencies and cloudy nuisances
to embrace my inheritance, my sentence
that chosen lineage- to you its garbage
to me its a privilege!

My secret so ancient im from Krypton,
I became like human, irrelevant
when my ship crashed, and
landed in this land- unimportant.
What am I to do?
I share my secrets with few,
for I am Semugeshi, its true
a mystery, a controversy, a left hand glory
check the old history,holy literary testimony
You dont see? Its scary
Cause im slim shady, yes im the real shady!
all those other slim shady are just imitating
I stand up.

My weakness, Kryptonite,
small radioactive lite fragments
from my home planet
that was destroyed when I was a baby,
not far from February,
you still dont see, you dont believe me
its funny!
My destiny
was kept for me
a life of misery
yet full of Ecstasy.
I live between fantasy
and reality- your kidding me
you dont yet see?
I am Semugeshi!
Let me explain more clearly
ready?

My name is bigger than me, culturally
the throne was handed to me
from before a baby, from eternity.
Smallville is my home you see
Christopher Reeves has nothing on me
but you'll never find me
cause you cannot see me
unless I reveal freely the mystery
of Semugeshi...
A legendary mythology of literary quality
a timeless biography of sacred etymology
an oral tradition with no apology
and with no apology I mean no theology
A Solomonic biology of Ethiopian originality
A royal dynasty, A mystical chronology
an old old story of ancient propensity
of spiritual proclivity with ritualistic tendency
a peculiar society of kingly hierarchy
the one and only- Semugeshi.
Sincerely, that's me- its reality,no fantasy
I run, but cant hide you see-
from my ancestry,
my printed destiny.
But im not the only, for ther more like me
but there can only be
One Martin Mutabazi.


Mythical_Poet
Copyright

Heart Pains

I need the strength to quench the pain inside
I need to be brave instead of trying to hide
I need a life fit for a king to live
I need the strength, the strength to love and give

I need a doctor, I think something’s wrong inside
I need to grow, to grow out of my self-made misery
I need a home, a home away from home.
I need a love, a love to aid this youth.

Oh my heart pains at times for material gains
When it rains, my mood change from happy to strange.
When will I fly and be who I want to be?
When will I let go of me and become the truth I see.

Mythical_Poet

Copyright
Year-???

Be Yourself

How easy to flee from self
rather than to be yourself.
why do we run for help
when it is near- looking within
this mirror I see someone so rear!

Many a child, youth, seeking to thrive
no truth of self derives, for
all are equal, all are born free
be yourself, my friend,your worthy!
There's no better way to be

Mythical_Poet
Copyright.
(From the Anthology- Who Am I-2007)

A Different Vibe

We use to love each other

Now we fall apart

Cause you wont love me

the way I want to be

You asked me to hush

and wait for your love

But I cant hush  my love

with you standing above

I cry so many tears

this time another lover

I cried for you once

no longer together

 I loved you with all my heart,

You were using me from the start,

Now I fall from the sky high above

for another lover I live and give my love

Mythical_Poet

Copyright

(From the Anthology- Who Am I-2007)

Purpose

Deep within is a purpose! A purpose is in every life!
What is life you may say and what role do I play. Today
may be a flower new, yesterday a worn out shoe

But there is reason for every tear, every trial
every share of pain is not in vain
when times get hard- there in the midst of trial is reward

God does hear and care.
he wants you, your burden to share
Here in life is a place I belong
Deep within a purpose so strong

So time will tell what my purpose will be
on the road I walk its just my God and Me
But im ever driven to be something great
Oh, I cant wait!

Mythical_Poet
Copyright
(From the Anthology- Who Am I-2007)

I Wonder

Sometimes I wander about in my mind
trying to find answers to a world so unkind.
there is so much to do, but very little time

Indeed...

I wonder just about everything! Why is life unfair
for sure why are some rich and others poor?
I must be in wonderland, its true,
at times its all I ever do

Who is to blame,you or me
Is there any such thing as free
How forever is that place forever
Who is dishonest. Who is sincere
What is man that I should fear

For

We all do wander here and there
then we wonder how we got here.
where I wander you cannot go-
for in my mind lives d seven wonders
of the world-its strange

I Ponder the wonders of the world

So go ahead and wonder its fine
it is a great way to spend your time
In wonder there is deep reflection of inner mind
If we never did wonder- we are blind.

Mythical_Poet
Copyright
(from the Anthology- Who Am I-2007)

Destiny

She is a mystery-
Lady D, she says
"Do you believe in me"?

She stings and swings her hips like
a snake with deadly dives
and catches her prey- ending lives

Watch out, I've seen her  before
she walks by and you cannot resist
look her in the eye-boy you die, instantly
inevitably- she's a dangerous mistress.

Many long memories she brings
she says she love you long time
your world, your fate, a gate, like bait
You cant run, cant hide, cant fight it-  so accept it.

When she smiles you never could resist it
when destiny calls
you dont insist. See?
Do you beleive in Destiny?

Mythical_Poet
(from the Anthology- Who am I-2007)

Searching

Like a distant thought of woes
this feeling I feel comes and goes
in the eastern place where God knows...
I miss out - wanting to go home

So I wash off the dust from
where I came, a river flows
I am like dust without a name
Am I to blame like a tree's agro

Sitting on this hill reminiscing
been lending time like cash
lately wishing for that special
something I dont have.

Im searching not realizing
im the only, im lonely and solitary,
sleeping on this hill dreaming
been spending time on myself thinking.

Nobody knows my pain- im screaming
this perfectly lonely garden life- im loosing
with no one to relate
Is this my fate? And so I wait

She must be invisible or
maybe its me,my mind, I must be for
I dont see nobody but me my gardens
precious stones and pets.
Im lonely, I have nobody for my own

Now its above me, so I ask...gently
dear God could you show me, send me
a sign, like Damian  Marley said
"I've been searching and its
so hard to find"

Like Buju Banton sung, "I wanna be loved"
said, "Lock all communication!"- insted
A virtuous woman- so kind, so rear, so fresh and free!
I fall asleep quickly
Now the rest is history

Suddenly and finally

With the twinkling of an eye
Now the feeling goes by,
God knows why I hide and run away
I wont lie, hope she'll come my way
someday  far away.

But its not for me to say
when and where to stop and stare
Im searching and its okay
For I'll take the trip one day- im already there.


Mythical_Poet- Work of Art
Copyright
(From the Anthology- Who Am I-2007)

A Poem for God (Re-edited from a Prayer)

To God my father and friend

you rescued me from trials and hell

A portion of gifts and talents you lend

Enabling me to write and tell

When my moment of despair came

you made me brand new in time, with

your awesome strength and power to save

I resurrected mightily from the grave

What great love enraptured me

you healed my eyes and made me see.

Grace and mercy ended my night of pain

Now I live with a smile no longer in vain

You O God are like a tower giving light

your light you shine on the poor and weak

Thus re-powered me to stand and fight

my thoughts and mind I speak tonight

To God my father and friend, sincerely

the strength you gave non else could send.

Now im a soldier in your mighty army

from bondage and misery clearly you freed me.

Mythical_Poet-2012

Copyright

(From the Anthology- Who Am I-2007)

Secrets of a Place (Nobody Can Undastand)

There is a place, right on the hill

where taxis park, right after dark

and wait for those, who come and go

who do not know, secrets I know

Oh, you remember those  days ago?

where mighty a doc was given praise

I seen the ups, I seen the downs

I seen him turn that place around

Wait

Uum,deep in my voice there is a soar

hence to speak I need be sure, a cure

But lets give credit where it is due

I seen more than most new people do

Its not just a place, it is like home

after school I use to roam and shout

and dance and sing a song

on children day I'd sing along

No man is perfect, lets stop right here

Not everything in life is crystal clear

I seen them come, I seen them go

but only few people would really know

Ya, I been there all through the years

I seen dem laugh, I seen dem tears

But lets be honest, thats the only way

nothing lasts forever, it hurts but its okay

Because.. dig this

Before the name, before the changes

before the publicity, before the damages

Before lofty structures and courts

Before the games and sports...,

A mighty hand was always there

A gentle breeze to  cool the air

I know... for I was there;all through the years

 before nobody ever cared.

Secrets of a place could never undastand

Until I held tight that mighty hand! He said, "come here

and hear, have no fears,  let me whisper in your ears

Shh,  "a man is just a man", can u undastand"?

Mythical_Poet-2012

Copyright

(Long Time Coming -2011)

The Flow (Non-Stop Rhyming)

Its all about the flow

like rivers that go

up and down

then circle around

Whether im in

Whether im out

Whether im sad

Whether I shout

I will pray

always today

so I may stay

Along the way.

Listen

And how I pray

and what I say

is how I think

when on the brink

thats when he sees

me on my knees

for some release

just begging please

As if I want

to fold on knees

around the clock.

my heart pretends!

Like a flash it shows

my heart he knows

thats when he warns

the lie he scorns

HE says a little less knees

And more faith please!

So I say...

why no more knees?

Sometimes it wears like shoes

too old

Burdensome like catching a cold.

HE says, it was never about

knees or standing tall with hands

above head. Or bowing low

as if stiff and dead.

But the livity of gratitude instead.

Of giving thanks without words

He flows in me, continually

And when im down and on the ground

I can always hear that groaning sound

With that said

I gotta move on

gotta be strong

it wont be long

will never do wrong.

No need for  knees

my spirit he sees

my mind he frees

like birds and bees

Cause if I know

he's always there

at any time, my mind I share

cause he knows all

to him im small

he sees my fall

waiting, just waiting for the call.

Its the Flow of life, thats all

Mythical_Poet

Copyright

(Long Time Coming -2011)

I am a Nobody (Nonesense)

Who am I, I am nobody,
nothing, I am irrelevant.
I dont pretend to be anything I am not.

Who am I, im not on high level
Im low, I fly solo.
who am I, I dont want to take
I want to give, God knows I just want to live!


Who am I, I am not important
nor do I want to be, but
only how the good God made me

Who am I, im one of a kind,
very hard to find.
Who am I, im always behind
I can be selfish yes, but also truly  kind

Who am I, I dont exist
im invisible, I dont try to resist.
Who am I, is not perfect you see- so dont judge me
im ugly, nobody wants to be with me

Who am I, I dont want to be first
but last, no need for praise cause,
Im free, cant you see, cant you see?

Who am I,I am the person nobody sees
on the road begging for help please!
I am a nobody who believes

Who am I, I've never done a good thing
in my life, im useless!
but still I am God blessed.


Who am I, dirty and stink,
need a bath.Give me a nice white robe
and cook me a fatted calf.

Who am I, rejected of men
im not the in thing, not now not then.
Who am I, im  all alone
cant you see, just stop a sec
and talk to me!

Who am I, I am you!
trying to hide from me
and the world you see
I am a nobody cant you see, cant you see?

Mythical_Poet
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Blood Runs pt2

Trapped in the storm, he's

going crazy, they dont pay

him no mind.

He wants to live so he hides

like fears captive in disguise.

To stand like men before who died,

the straight and narrow or the open wide?

Clark Kent who are you?

your mystery is spent in jacket and tie.

You slave a nine to five for that money

but just like the game you too are funny

Moving in and out you do your best

it seems, to save the lost, helpless and oppressed.

For just like them, you too are lost

in a glasses frame to hide your real name.

You take the bruises fare and square

it seems,you are not one like us working here.

Nobody even knows who you are

Still, still you 'shine' at night like a star.

buried is the mystery of this man Kent

trying not to be a part of that oppressive hell bent.

Before saving others, save yourself!

coping with the order you join the ranks

We know, that you do your utmost best

the best you can for all the rest.

moving in and out and up about

a double life deceptions thrive

Oh,so you are not really the one who died

who bore it all and didnt hide.

Reality kicks, its over now!

quickly, quickly you will take a bow!

And though you rhyme in red and blue

you dont compare by far to a Jew

Where does it end? Where does it end?

those who know you are  truly few

If all the rest wouldn't stand with you

maybe, maybe  they'd reveal your secrets too.

If they only knew who you are

being alone and  misunderstood by far.

But as for me, I know who you are!

I figured you out, you want me gone!

to drown me in the prison you built

And blame me for all the blood of life you spilt.

You are not perfect, Mr so dont you hide.

the straight and narrow or the open wide?

Mythical_Poet

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(Long Time Coming -2011)

Tic Toc

Tic toc goes the clock
on the wall inside my hand
close to where I stand
I can see the marching band.

Tic toc goes the clock
will I stay
Or will I go?
I hear the sounds echo, no, oh no!

Tic toc goes the clock
Its hard to spell my name
To bow my head divine
or pray for wasters fame?

Tic toc goes the clock
who knows when it will stop.
for me to stay at home
or remain outside alone.

Tic toc goes the clock
so what if I stayed at home
Maybe I wouldn't feel the rain
pouring and dripping in vain

Tic toc goes the clock
time is almost up
Rain or shine
I wont be left behind.

Tic toc goes the clock
on the wall inside my hand
I roll the dice...
will I move or
will I stand?

For In the end we both played
a selfish little game.
Whats my name?Whats my name?
Tic toc, tic toc... here it goes the same.

Mythical_Poet
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Heart Troubles

Hey babe, wont you give me
a chance? Wont you look my way today?
At first glance you had
my heart!I feel your pain.
And now it hurts that
we cant be,...together again.
You've been there from the start
your innocence blamed like hell,
you fell- time will tell, my angel!


Heart troubles who would know
age is ripe when youth must glow, grow
to let and live and go beyond
or tame their eye, their feet and hand.
 the story
of an Hour- life is sour.


We were meant to be  like
thunder and rain.
These words  express my mind
my pain... I speak
of truth but not in vain.
When we're alone, together,I feel no pain
falling through heavens door...
invincible, its insane...


Is this sin? I feel like im
winning!If only these words could
sing
If only they could jump
out my injured heart
and reach yours!
to feel the damage you've caused.
Maybe,it might be you'll have pity on me
What do you want from me?


Who would have known you'd fall
for me,
an ordinary guy as eyes could see.
Walking down this road
hand in hand, you scare me much
like sinking sand.
your dangerous like I dont know
 I play the fool as if its cool.
Of all girls you reached the top
penetrated my wall you did not stop.



Hey babe I wasn't looking when you
crossed my path, when I
smelt your sweet perfume.
When my heart skipped a beat
when we locked eyes
instantly hypnotized by your
touch- im done, Useless, finished.
I want you for my wife,
where have you been
hiding all my life!


I admire your qualities,
you shine bright  like light
smooth like silk, nails ever done
shades always on
you want to possess me heart,mind
and soul.
Like this poem,
half the story's never been told

I see you walk pass on regular days
my mouth open wide, my mind gaze
struck with a thousand volts,
aromatic like the sound of danger
you take my breath way- still a stranger.
how I feel I cannot hide
I smile when you smile, your smile
drives me wild.
you turn me on,I cant let go
And I dont even know you!


"You're beautiful,its true!" like James Blunt said
I should have known
you were trouble, instead.
tired of being
alone
You make a good boy want
to roam,change, its strange
Playing games with my emotions, okay
Never thought I could feel this way
so insecure, for sure
ive met my match.


Dont leave me  morning star
Now im infected, somebody
call me a doctor! It hurts so bad
like joy- I cant sleep,
I cant eat, I wont be myself
anymore. What have you done
to me? What did you expect from
me?
I had to be myself
I had to keep it real
I had to speak my mind
and seal the deal! I fall!
I wish i never ever met you at all.


Are you good or bad for me?
I wont know until I see you
again
I have to see you again!
or maybe I should just let
you go, I dont know!
Im confused, but your not
the only one to blame.

Cause now I regret
I should have taken
your name.

Mythical_Poet- 2008
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Untitled Poem (?)

On your mark, get set, go!
I hear the gun shout... blow!
The race began as fair as
can be but a mile down
the road- am already feeling a
heavy load on me.As if my heart
would stop racing for life's
treasures, I ponder and wonder the road behind.
 Like a slave driven to be freed Victory is all I need. But
All I want is to rest cause
I cant run anymore
Im done! I had to let my mind simmer.
Reality struck, im out of luck
But I wont stop, no,no, I wont stop
thats not how I want
to go, be seen, like eyes are mean.

Need I give crowds a chance to laugh
and scorn; look at him, look at him
all tattered and worn!
Moving with the motion, but
no life is there- you scream
for air but, but nobody to hear, to care.
The crowd shouts, go, go ,go!
Dont stop, Dont stop, go!
Looking at the rest
they seem fine as hell, faces full of
glow- am I the only one
whose slow?
Each looking at the other
as if to get some approval,
a question mark like a big crime scene
from back seat spectators screams unusual
The race is over!...the race is over!, before it
even began,
They all want to rest
just like me with feet and hand
But being watched by
the price on our head
we must run, run until we're dead.


Not dead last, I see a comrade
fallen down to earth as low
as can be fallen. I look at him
putting my feet together
lest I become like him
all worn to fetter.
So I put on my face
and beg my feet one last push
I shoot ahead for I wont be caught
last as dead.
Those in front seats dont have to run
they sit and eat from high above.
They pay their money, there belly is full
to watch a show only a freak would go.
If I ruled the show Id free all
these runners,
But I dont own this show-
Im just a spectator.
watching from where I stand
but not with favor.


Mythical_Poet
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(Long Time Coming -2011)

The Crowd

THE CROWD

Was raised in this crowd

Converted to this crowd

Walked like this crowd

Talked like this crowd.

One day I left this crowd

So I saw another crowd

And I learned of that crowd

Compared these two crowds

I see so many crowds

each looking like my crowd

They are not like my  crowd

but shout and sing  aloud...

They dream of  high clouds,

the sky and those above...

Like the SUN, MOON and STARS

And moving to lands like Mars!

But there was a final crowd

 dont believe in any crowd

I liked much this crowd

So I left my first crowd.

I sang and played with this crowd

So much truth in this crowd

I said goodbye to this crowd

and headed back to my crowd

Going back to my crowd

Sitting here with my crowd

I move and sing aloud

just like my crowd

Still am not one like this crowd.

But was raised in this crowd

 to feel proud in this crowd

like there was no other crowd.

Will I ever find my crowd

there are so many crowds

to swim with the crowd

is to drown with the crowds

so having lost my first crowd

I now walk with no crowd

but I still love my first crowd

hope my first crowd loves me

Mythical_Poet

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(Long Time Coming -2011)

At Debts Door

"Have no regrets" goes the
old text

The final hour
is close at hand
he holds his breath
and looks at threat.
A flash of light, and life reviews
"Oh no!", he thinks. Did he abuse?

Since his desires he did not choose,
Silence fills the room-
as he prepares for doom.
Where did his joys so sudden go?
His life of perfection would not show.

you took a loan and now time to pay,
get it? time wants his pay!
He looses hard with wrinkled face
old time, his debts, he cant replace -


He thought he had like 50 more years
Its over now, time to face fears.
As if for thirst he licks his tears
taking one last look at his peers
He mums, What did I do!Why didnt I do!
for like yesterday he was only 22.

Mythical_Poet
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Blood Runs pt1

How should I begin it?
A storm is coming... im down to ride
Danger sings from every side

There is no escaping, there's no place to hide.

Standing in position I take my place

as one who kills but gets no thrills.

Things do not appear as they seem

Clark Kent is innocent without his beam

Its going down, down, down!

where infants meet to spend their day

Its going down, down, down!

where adults gather to sing and pray.

I hear the sounds from where it lurks

my glasses off, im ready for works

Like a Zorro fitted in wolfs disguise,

under his mask lives the 'truth in lies

Looking at faces, all shades and smiles

its hard to play the game, enforcing wiles.

Cause I look at them and see myself

their innocence blamed like treasures of wealth.

There are so many and they so young

what waits for them only heaven can tell

They are being robbed, they are being killed

Blood runs and nobody reports.

I try to save as many as could

but will not remove my mask as should.

Because all in all im just a man

my weakness is what l  need to stand

Buying and selling of precious blood

killing life with no remorse of such.

Lo, I take my position as Clark Kent

Then I have to hide or else im spent

Those killing have themselves been killed

by fearful eyes, to play the game of lies.

They project an image that you must follow

pushing pressure down throats to swallow

They scream and shout- oh help us please!

I hear the sound, my shirt release

Both Clark and those are victims too

Superman's not super without the help of few

If he had guts, he'd take off the mask

his red and blue robe would go at last

then the world would see him as he is

just like us he's dying to live.

Mythical_Poet

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(Long Time Coming -2011)

I Never Knew (Ironic)

I never knew I would be here writing this poem.

I never knew I could even write.

But things have a funny way of turning out how they should-

Alanis Morissette -despite

I never knew I could reach for the sky

So for a long, long time... I didn’t bother try

I never knew I was meant to be the way HE meant

 me to be,

And so hiding my gift from the world

turned a curse that I viewed as reality.

And my experiences,-A bridge to the highway

of fate and opportunity

It is ironic, it is comedic, it is funny

Like Bob Marley said it best- don’t worry!

One preacher told me in this life you never know

When I recall that was seven years ago.

I hope you see the essence of what im trying to say

Seven years ago could you picture yourself today

They say God gives and God takes away

And life is a long road trip and nobody can tell you the way

This poem is not just a  babbling of words

This poem  has no date but will come to pass

This poem is history in the making, its breathtaking

This poem will be repeated long after Im gone

So who knows what our future holds

The reason I live is to see how the movie unfolds

one thing I know time is no mans friend and

The rest is still Unwritten- Natasha Bedingfield,- its not yet the end.

Mythical_Poet

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Blessed and Cursed

Like two sides of the same coin,
my life spins head and tail
But can’t escape from this prison
like bail.

Blessed and cursed
What can I do about it?
My life is Clark Kent
Must hide,
Lex Luther is my other side

My life is
ticking im the clock on the
wall, sec after sec heading for a fall.


I’m the Bobo Man in the hills
crying for society’s ills,
for memories haunt and taunt
remembering what they want.


My life is that diamond in the sand
I hold inside my hand and hide
between my toes so nobody will know. Blessings
and cursing come and go like seasons,
 My life I believe in


Its like watching a flick
knowing the ending
A seat-belt ticket today
when you wore it yesterday


My life is Mutabaruka and his
Rasta Ways, on Ian Boyne and the religious
game he plays. My life is a mystery
if you ask me


Mythical_Poet
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Gentle Stranger

We spoke at first some years ago,

I heard his voice as clear as snow!

But where did he so sudden go?

Oh only he would surely know.

Few would 'see' his secrets kept

for when he came, for joy I wept

And on that night he kept me up

A mighty rush he swept abrupt

Of memories years ago he brought

a comfort voice, a comfort thought.

Today he comes, tomorrow he goes

Where is he from perhaps God knows.

One thing for sure he made me strong

his words and might a brand new song

He always will, will always be

the closest a friend could be to me.

When will I hear my friend again

My patience tried-out in the rain.

He comes and goes just as he sees,

Sudden-ly, like wind moves on trees

Though years go by as things do change

Will always recall that voice so strange.

So when I think where could he be...

somewhere afar, with other sons, just like me!

Mythical_Poet

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(Long Time Coming -2011)

Inspired by God