love you always sis...

Could it really be true,
That the one who smiled like the sunshine
The one whose heart beat close with mine
Is really gone?

Hon’ I never thought it would be you
At least I got here before you
And is only right I leave before you
But yet you had to go

With no planes or jets
No fares or tickets
Still away you went
On a one way flight out of our sight
Leaving us this painful chasm void of your light

I still find it hard to believe
The dreams you set to achieve
The pretty babies you were to conceive
To make me proud an uncle
All gone in a twinkle

If I had a phone for heaven
I’d be ringing The Father above
Begging to take your place
For a Blessing you were to our race
One that never can be replaced

My heart bleeds hon’
These tears won’t stop dripping
These nights I go to sleep dreaming
That I would wake up to hold your hands

But I promise as each day goes
I’ll take a breath for you
I’ll keep my heart beating for you
In my thoughts I’d keep a place for you

And again and again we shall meet
To sing your favorite songs
We will dance, laugh and play
Through the day, however long

For when I live you live
When I shine you shine (And God knows I will, if only for you)
Moonlight or sunshine
By might and strength divine
I will love and live you sis
Today and forever!

no reply...

Clock stops, traffic freeze
Future ceases, memories increase
Picture in the frame remains the same
She gave no reply when you said her name

If I could get one last hug, one last kiss
One last wish before I say I miss
One last song to dance to eternal bliss
One last chuckle before we finish with this

But the clock stops and pulse halts
Mind quivers, bodies shiver
Sorrows streaming wide like a river
O! Such a pretty dame
She gave no reply when you said her name

Better man?

Was I a better man yesterday than I am today? A question I keep throwing at myself… For sometimes I look back to behold pleasant memories and glories of my past and I wonder how I manage to sink into this present state of deplorable melancholy. I start to question if it was really I who garnered these trophies, and if so, what magic words did I use? Why can’t the joys of victory be consistent on a continuum? The answers that come help me see that by myself I really am nothing. On my own, I am helpless, vulnerable, a wretch at best. And the truth remains that though the trophies may be right here staring me in the face with my names neatly carved in them, I realize how easy it is to become victims of our success, and how we may sometimes gloat in the glories of our accomplishments-- slowly taking up superhuman status, setting the stage for a deep plummet.

And so often I forget that I am only human, prone to fall, quick to falter. But what better way to draw up strength than to remind myself again and again that I have become all that I am--garnered all the trophies and won all the glories--through the grace of God. Even yet, I still am becoming. And only through His grace can I attain and live my maximum abilities.

Some say that the parameters for measuring personal growth are often best observed when we are put out in the busy battle field to be tested and tried. But even though there will be days of triumph and disappointment, I must always remember I’ve got someone on my side to help me stand back up if I fall. And together as a team we can win again, just like we have done before.

This life may be a roller coaster, but regardless of the number of times, a better man it is who stands back on his feet after he falls… And this is why I’ll always strive to be a better man again today than I was yesterday...

Happy birthday Uncle Winston

And so today i sit and think
that if you were still here,
on a table there would be beer,
and lots of food to keep
the heart merry and cheer.

but some days i wonder
what you do over there
you and your chere
dancing off your chairs
looking down on us here
as we shed these tears

but in my mind i bear
that you are the Major
the one who fought with danger
head on head without a care
the enemy you would dare
never entertained any fear

and again i'm reminded that
today if you were here
it would be like you do
with lots of love to share
a kind of love that was rare...

keep RIP Man, to you and you lady