The Break Up

 

What a joyful relief;

My heart pains from all your grief;

 

Wish I could wipe away the day we met;

And those memories shared when we sat;

 

Are deleted from my memory bank;

‘Cause when I seek joy in our time together I hit memory blank;

 

Yet you were a lesson from God to grow;

So that after you’re gone, I can glow;

 

Sadly, you were determined to break me down;

No wonder in my presence you weared a frown;

 

I was never good enough;

Through your hate now I became tough;

 

The Break Up

 

It’s funny how you remain obsessed;

Yet you ran to me every time you got pressed;

I plead that you delete my number;

Don’t want God to discipline you with thunder;

 

I don’t even want to hear your voice;

Your soul is filled with a rattling noise;

 

You are the devil impersonated;

In you satan has become reincarnated;

 

You claim to want me back;

Don’t you know that you are off track?

 

I never want to see you again;

From the onset you were never my friend;

 

The Break Up

 

I thank God that it’s finally over;

And that you are no longer my lover;

 

Years of my life on you I’ve wasted;

Finally that bitter pill in life I’ve tasted;

 

Though I wish you nothing but the best;

In my life you’ve clearly failed the test;

 

You’re sad that I want to move on;

When all along you’ve been the con;

 

You don’t want me to be happy at all;

Thought that in your hands I would fall;

 

Now you concoct all types of lies;

As irritating as these damn flies;

 

The Break Up

 

I’ve given you a friendly warning before;

Now my clothes from my back you tore;

 

My spirit you want to humiliate;

Don’t you know that you are late?

 

I am no longer at the same address;

In Law your behavior I will redress;

 

You try and mislead the world with half-truths;

Now I will reveal your cunning character from the witness booth;

 

I am not going to be that nice guy;

I am done this was your last try;

 

Before me you completely destroy;

Let me tell everyone that indeed you’re a ploy;

 

The Break Up

 

Unto me you’ve become a leach;

A lesson not to be forgotten unto you I will teach;

 

Mention not my name in your circle;

Like true royalty I appear in purple;

 

It hurts you that my eyes are now open;

As unto my soul God has spoken;

 

I really don’t care whom you sleep with anymore;

Like in the past you can have all my “friends” and more;

 

Your threat to commit suicide should I leave;

Go ahead as I unto a different world will cleave;

 

I beg that you leave me alone;

Should you enter your soul my spirit will stone;

 

The Break Up

 

Unto you good bye;

Was really a nice try;

 

Forget about my name;

Let me alone enjoy my fame;

 

I lied about the black out;

I was conscience through-out;

 

The shackles from my eyes fell;

Am sure by now you can tell;

 

That to you I will not return;

My compassion given unto you, you burn;

 

Thank God for my release;

You were unto me a disease;

 

The Break Up

When I encounter you in public I will run;

‘Cause due to your level of fornication, you’re clearly not a nun;

 

With you in the same space I don’t want to be;

Into your dark eyes I don’t want to see;

 

Finally from my life gone is this pest;

My spirit and soul can now rest;

 

With you I am not angry;

Praying for my hand in marriage are many;

 

Remain lost forever;

You and I will never.

 

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Rest in peace eternal…..Granni

 

I will deeply miss your voice;

God spoke and I had no choice;

 

Two years later now I can let you go;

I understand why my mourning for you was so slow;

 

You were my best friend and confidant;

It’s upon your counsel I became reliant;

 

You taught me in the native to pray;

And through discipline out of the streets I would stay;

 

You never forgot my birthday and filled it with a gift;

Unto heaven you have now been taken through your soul lift;

 

God and I had a deal;

That you must dine my wedding meal;

 

Then only can he come for you;

Unto our agreement he remained true;

 

Rest in peace eternal…..Granni

 

It’s a pity my marriage was non-existent;

No wonder on that faithful day I was hesitant;

Now that it has been legally terminated;

From my mental archives all pictures deleted;

 

Your comfort during my dark days will stay;

I know that for my soul from heaven you still pray;

 

I miss washing and massaging your feet;

Loved it when I was done they would look as neat;

 

I will miss sitting at your feet as you would reprimand;

Loyalty and faithfulness to me and the family you would demand;

 

Your heavy hand on me was received as a blessing;

Now when placed in tough situations I am not stressing;

 

As the first born from your oldest daughter;

I will miss lighting up your soul with laughter;

 

Rest in peace eternal…..Granni

 

It was a bliss being raised by you and your mother;

You both taught me that from the truth I should not stray further;

 

The news of your passing really hit me the hardest;

Alone in my home whilst gazing at your picture I would cry the loudest;

 

I loved how we would talk for hours without end;

What a joy our conversation to my heart it would send;

 

Born as a chubby and loved boy;

Every year you’d bless me with a toy;

 

I had the best years of my life;

Every time we’d meet I would greet you with a high five;

 

You instilled in me values of honour and integrity;

Now my heart and soul is filled with ultimate serenity;

 

I really do miss your presence Mom;

At your funeral I could do nothing but remain num;

 

Rest in peace eternal…..Granni

 

Am glad through God to you I kept my promise;

That my commitment didn’t see its demise;

 

I would drive down every month end and take you grocery shopping;

The joy on your face as your stove and kitchen kept popping;

 

I was blessed being able to give you back;

All my life lessons taught so that I stay on track;

 

Through your love and admonishment a new level I did reach;

Then I knew that upon my life God had a leach;

Your lessons taught became relevant as I  grew older;

In self-introspection I realised that indeed I was a true soldier;

 

Being raised by four generations of women;

To protect the female race into my soul was woven;

 

To my soul nourishment you did provide;

So that unto the word of God I abide;

 

Rest in peace eternal…..Granni

 

For years on end your passing caused me deep pain;

Upon my heart your departure left a stain;

 

You raised me up with very little money;

Yet the values instilled fill my soul with honey;

 

Having no academic accolades;

The principles you taught never fades;

 

Through you I achieved university graduation;

Upon academic novels forever I will engage in mediation;

 

Now for my off spring I want to achieve more;

So that they inherit more than what I saw;

 

I am now a happy soul cause you were given unto us;

Forever the lessons taught will be cherished and never turn to rust;

 

As I visited your body in the morgue I saw you had a smile;

Being over seventy years on this earth you really did walk a mile;

 

Rest in peace eternal…..Granni

 

Now finally my soul is at peace;

Knowing that you have rested puts me at ease;

 

My spirit man is no longer sad due to your departure;

As it was God’s will that you leave through his rapture;

 

Soon I will build in your honour a Tal Mahal;

As I equally prefer meat prepared through the customs of Halaal;

 

Ensuring that your legacy lives on;

Your name the community will rely upon;

 

In our town many mouth we will feed;

Due to our poverty level they surely are in need;

 

In honoring your name and spirit I will keep it alive;

So that the members of our community continue to thrive;

 

In two thousand and eighteen in your remembrance I fed the needy;

With money in my business account I didn’t want to be greedy;

 

Rest in peace eternal…..Granni

 

Now I understand you had to leave;

So that unto my mother I cleave;

 

As we never had a solid relationship;

Our communication always was on a rocky ship;

 

As I grew up you were my mother;

In keeping me hard you took the role of the father;

 

Thank you for your colorful cookies;

A recipe I will attempt even if I am a rookie;

 

Thank you for the lashes;

It got me to stay away from the bashes;

 

Thank you for your love always;

It showed me the true ways;

 

Thank you for having raised me;

Now unto my true self I can be free;

 

I will love you forever and in my heart you will stay.

 

Rest in peace eternal…..Granni

The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

I retire as I prepare to rest and my eyes shut, placed my head on the pillow and curl up in my bed; I take a deep sigh ‘cause my body is tired from all the work done during the day, yet my heart became sad;

 

My spirit man was distracted from the negativity surrounding me to the point of total despair; though internally I remain in high hopes apart from the constant gossiping I have to shut down and ignore even when they are not being fair;

 

In this vision I was attacked by a host of crocodiles, then dragged into the river as I wrestled with the King Croc; I was grabbed and overturned to the extent that he tried to drown me as he had me under his belly and far from the dock;

 

The strength of the King Croc was unmatched and I could experience the grip with which he had me under him, almost as if he was the embodiment of power; I knew then that I was approaching my last reserves of breath and had only one option and thus needed to tackle him like the powerhouse I am and over him be the tower;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

Surprisingly I never panicked or feared for my life, ‘cause I had mastered the art of war at a very young age; the croc belongs to the serpent family and is the most ruthless and ancient of them all, I wondered why they are attacking me at this stage;

 

This was a clear indication that the dark world was busy placing my soul and spirit into their evil world through that grip; as I wrestled the King Croc I overturned him and stood upon his head and took an opportunity to look around and saw that I got out of their hook through that slip;

 

I removed myself from the river and stood close by the rivers banks and witnessed that indeed the Crocodiles were many in number; however the one wrestling with me was the biggest of them all in the river and I knew then that I had to wake up from my slumber;

 

Voices screaming my name and pleading me to destroy the King Croc and in response I said, I still have compassion; this is when the King Croc attacked me with such speed and ferocity that in his eyes I saw evil and pure aggression;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

I had no choice but to remove from my hip that partner that doesn’t fail and empty upon the King Crocs head my magazine; I saw the other crocodiles’ law in awe as I am sure they have not been party to such a terrible and gruesome scene;

 

I removed the King Croc from the river and started skinning him ensuring that I leave no skin on his meat; later that evening my crew and I alongside the river banks were munching on his steaks as we had a feast;

 

Lying in the river watching us drool with sauces were the remaining crocodiles’ and we saw how without their king they were powerless; none dared to leave the river or even to intimidate us as without their king they were made ultimately powerless;

 

This vision made me realise that I was a target of people and principalities that not only did not like me, but wanted me dead and my influence removed from earth; and that irrespective of their plans to rid of me I should trust none of those around me and unto a new mind set give birth;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

A week after this vision I felt a change in the air almost as if this was a warning of time to come; I witnessed people around me started having attitudes and I through my behavior shut down my guard and fell into their trap;

 

Peace officers rocked up at my house and placed me under arrest for a violation which I didn’t commit; as I was being escorted into the holding cell I knew that this was the vision coming true and thought to myself damn it;

However I didn’t lose faith and knew that being both street and book smart; I had to be vigilant enough and do all required and muster courage to avoid that poisonous dart;

 

I entered a phase of prayer and fasting in supplication as I a relationship with my higher authority; having a brave heart I knew that my cell mates saw that I was royalty;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

Every time when at lock-down I would look at the door and bars I saw manifested a snake skin; that’s when I told myself to enter into fervent prayer and in tongues set my heart to be mean;

 

In revelation I was foretold that they won’t stop their agenda against my person as they do everything to discredit; with corrupt officials they go about with their plans even though they had no merit;

 

Now I have no other choice but to destroy the head and reveal it’s true identity soo that from my soul they flee far away; even when with regret and sad faces they come apologise I must run and into their hands not stray;

 

I really am filled with compassion and don’t want to tell the world that indeed they are a fraud; even when at my expose they will be left with nothing as in their evil deeds they are caught;

 

I won’t apologise as the demise they have brought upon themselves and their family; it was a terrible mistake on their part to turn me into their enemy;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile

The SMS Directory

 

It was a week day and I was very hungry;

Wanted to order and it made me angry;

 

I wanted to order in;

My tummy was placed in a bin;

 

I didn’t have a number of a service provider;

After many house calls I had to surrender;

 

It was in the year two thousand eight;

As I looked at the clock it was really late;

 

Technologically no two-way SMS communication existed;

In finding a solution for nights I persisted;

 

I then consulted my friend and engineer;

In developing an answer we were very near;

 

The SMS Directory

 

Finally we found the answer to the question;

In submitting the application for the patent my name they did mention;

 

The Namibian Government recognized me as an inventor;

I was labelled as an intellectual property rights defender;

 

In the year twenty twelve I was awarded the letters patent;

My rights now protected by Law, I no longer had to pretend;

 

I innovated an unseen and unheard of path;

In celebration I took a long and relaxing bath;

 

My name forever written in history;

To my foes my intellect remains a mystery;

 

The first black Namibian patent holder;

The send of achievement as I bear witness to my name on that BIPA folder;

 

Then they stole the technological interface;

I knew my battle started and them in Law I had to face;

 

The SMS Directory

 

Through our invention we proposed the sale of pre-paid electricity;

The thieves looked at us with such hatred and negativity;

 

Because of us people all over the country could send mobile money;

The fact that we weren’t mentioned was very funny;

 

Mobile phones subscribers now could use short codes;

Their access to services and loved ones entered different modes;

 

Now people could transact in the comfort of their homes;

They could do so with no hassle as they chewed on their mutton bones;

 

I approached many corporates for our idea to sell;

Sadly it seemed my voice and novel on deaf ears fell;

 

That didn’t stop me from my hustle;

Cause I knew that mentally I had the muscle;

 

All of a sudden Namibian corporates used our process flow;

What a set-back unto our plans they dealt a blow;

 

The SMS Directory

 

With no money to fight a legal battle;

For a moment I thought that my cage they did rattle;

 

Then God send me an angel in the form of Advocate Phatela;

As we developed our strategy for years I realized he is indeed a good fellow;

 

In twenty nineteen we filled our papers and appeared;

Whilst we were in discussion facially we saw that it’s my team they feared;

 

We successfully submitted our claim;

In the High Court their tongues we had to tame;

 

We won the first round;

Ready for pound to pound;

 

Court order us to appear before the Tribunal;

In condolence I wear black for their funeral;

 

This we will fight out till the very end;

A clear message to Namibian corporates must be send.

 

The SMS Directory

 

The SMS directory is really simple;

AS I smile on my face you can see the dimple;

 

Via a short code an SMS is sent;

Delivered to the one for whom it’s meant;

 

A return message is delivered via a text to the phone;

No need to throw the neighbors roof with a stone;

 

All received mobile monies come with a directory listing;

Moving smoothly like the VDub V5’s pisting;

 

Before us Namibia didn’t know;

Now through us many corporates bank balances grow;

 

Whatever is done in the dark will be revealed;

Our true value to the country many years ago foretold;

 

The true and only owners of this invention;

Shaping the way we operate was our intention.

 

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