They Always Fight 2017

They always fight,

Sometimes deep in the night,

Other times at drawn,

In the mornings,

And Afternoons,

Mom  kicking,

While Dad like a drum beating,

And that’s only when it gets physical,

Many times they fight with words,

Not the good kind,

Mom calls him a dog,

And Dad calls her a bitch

For the life of me I can’t get it,

Two people who once loved,

Now hate,

Two people who shared,

Now do not care,

They have thrown it all away

And with it bits and pieces of me,

As I tremble with fright,

Every time they fight

I feel the pain,

Every time they strain,

But still, they always fight


They fight,

Sometimes even before strangers,

We are a laughing stock,

 A misfit I am

Because Mom and Dad

Who can’t seem to agree on anything,

Even the colour of the sky,


They once loved,

Saw delight in each other

Shared vows

Today, they neither share,

Or dare to share

They have thrown it all away,

For punches, kicks,

And shouting and tears,

Taking away my smile

And happiness


I have to go to court,

Dangled like a pendulum,

For a choice

Either to go with Dad and his new wife

Or stay with Mom and

Earn her millions,

And so again they fight,

Painting a dark picture of each other

Tearing down the good we had

Without a care in the world,

Of the cross I have to carry,

Of the tears I never asked for,

Just because they always fight




























  1. He dwells on the streets,

Not strong enough to stand on his feet,

Hostility is all he meets,

For he’s the town beggar


  1. Kids run away from him,

The men look at him so keen,

The women snare at him so green,

He is the town beggar.


  1. He’s a friend to the cold,

Lonely and very old,

A man, whose story has been told,

For he’s a town beggar.


  1. He doesn’t know how to pray,

And remains mute with nothing to say,

He looks up for the little ray,

For he is a town beggar.


  1. Today he got some coin,

His friends have to join,

The money won’t be enough for the groin,

He is the town beggar.

  1. He knows someday he will go to the dust,

That does at least quench his thirst,

His painful belly hugging about to burst,

For he’s a town beggar


  1. His eyes consume in fire,

Many call him a lazy liar,

He does sleep in a tire,

For he is a town beggar.


  1. His food comes from the tins,

Or from the hotel bins,

This would make his head spin

He is the town beggar.


Open my eyes lord,

To swim with my fins like a toad,

Open my eyes,

In you there are no lies,

Open my eyes lord,

I’d love to see your creations beauty,

As thy hand is never faulty,

I’d love to see your blessings rain

As your glory too reign,

Open my mind,

And let thy word in me bind,

The sea land and mountain all in thy hand,

Open my heart,

With thy love guide every beat,

Give me the desire lord my best to give,

And faith in you word in you to believe.


The Old and the New (2017)

I heard him come in,

Late in the dark of the night,

Silent like a thief,

He got into bed,

Turned away from me,

And before I knew it,

He was dead a sleep,

Smiling in his dreams,

Calling her name while next to me,

And I could help but ask why

Why was he taking me for a fool?

Why was he hurting me like this?

And why not admit,

That I was the old,

And she was the new


I took my time and made dinner,

His favorite,

Cleaned up nicely

And put on make up

And my best dress,

Thought it would remind him of us,

Bring him back to me,

But as soon as he got in I knew,

That he was just from seeing her,

And wanted nothing to do with me,

He couldn’t even eat my food,

But kept to his phone all through,

But why

Why was he so cruel to me?

Why was he so cold?

And why could he tell me

That I was the old

And she was the new


I have seen the text messages,

I have heard him talk to her,

Have seen his face light up,

I can see that he is drying up the well of our love,

And that he has forgotten so fast

But why look at me like an insect?

Why treat me like I have a contagious disease?

Why not tell me that I am old

And he has a new one


Night after night I have cried,

Hoping that it will be different,

But he seems not to see,

He seems not to love,

Not to care anymore,

And why treat me like a wall?

Why come back home?

Why not tell me,

That I am the old,

And he wants the new


I will therefore quit,

I will pack my bags and go,

I will flee as fast and so far,

I will close the books on our love,

I will dry my tears never to cry again,

And I will go,

As I am also done with the old

And done with the cold,

Looking for my new

Much about Love (2017)

I  don’t know much about love,

But I know,

It is the best feeling in the world,

Of longing,

And belonging,

Between a man and a woman,

A feeling of two hearts,

Beating in one accord,

A feeling of joy and excitement,

Between a man and a woman,

As they  eyes  lock

And feel the warmth of each other’s hands

Punctuated by tight embraces,

A feeling of impossible made possible,


But I  know it may also hurt,

Like a thousand knives driven into the heart,

A feeling of  lost hope, darkness,

Only healed  by time


I  don’t know much about love,

But I  know,

It’s those times  of wild laughers,

Never ending phone conversations,

The constant “Good morning” and  “Good nights”

It is the words I  love you,

And I  love you too’s,

Yet I also  know,

It sometimes turns on its head,

To very ugly times,

With very ugly words,

Only healed with time


I  may not know much about love,

But I  know,

It is the silver lining in every dark cloud,

It  is the light after dawn,

And even though it may be tough,

Even though they may laugh,

Sometimes it may be painful,

As long as we are faithful,

Love will conquer all






Ice cold (2014)

Where is the love?

What about the dove?

Where is the sun?

And what about the fun?

All gone with the storm,

That came to my home,

 And I was not told,

That it would be this cold,


I stare at the walls,

They only remind me of your falls,

As you came to my heart,

And before we could start,

You were gone,

And left it torn,

Yet I was not told,

That it would be ice cold


How could you be this cold?

So ice cold,

As you took my trust,

And away you thrust

You also took my love away,

And left me astray,

You went with my faith,

And every moment’s breath,

And with you went the smile,


And I was not told,

That I would be this cold,

Ice cold










Like (2014)

 Like a painter with a brush,

The excitement, the blood rush                       

Every stroke thin and faint,

To be we were meant,


Like fish in water,

You have given me love and a beautiful daughter,

So I spring with life and happiness,

Oh am filled with joy and gladness,


Like a monkey in the jungle,

Swing from tree to tree with no struggle,

With you in my arm for I wouldn’t ask,

I give you my love from dawn to dusk,


Like the stars and the moon at night,

I shine with thy love so bright,

Let my spirit fly,

My love for you will never die,


Like a pastor with the bible,

With you I have the faith hope and am stable,

Or like a sculpture with a stone,

For you I was born


Like a guitarist with a tune,

I will play in grass with the moon so soon,

And our song,

That makes us go strong,


  Like a bird in the morning,

The sight of you gives me the warming,

With you I feel like a dove,

Flying above


Like a king,

With your ring,

What else do I need?

Yet from your pot I feed,


You make me feel like an astronaut in space,

No gravity, no mess my life you bless,

Like a warrior victorious in war,

Happy and fulfilled even in snow,


. Like a baby in its mothers arms,

Oh my love your charms,

I feel like I deserve,

Like love,