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Poetry Series

Lubinda Lubinda- poems -

Publication Date:2016

Publisher:

Poemhunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive


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Lubinda Lubinda() Lubinda Lubinda is a Zambian, he is a teacher by profession. He is a free versepoet of bi-lingual poetry (French and English) . Like many other poets his work isa translation and interpretation of the world as he see it! He has showcased some of his work at Alliance française de Gaborone, the 1stmulti-lingual poetry festival held at the university of Botswana.

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Fiery ball in skyfilling my mind with wonderwhat do i wish for? Lubinda Lubinda



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50 Years Ago... 50 years ago...a nation was set freefrom the shacklesof colonialisma nation was bornour oppressed ancestorscouldn't even dreamof the freedomsthat we have today 50 years ago...the ideals of self-ruleand self-governancewere just a pipe dreambut they spoke of itas if it was a realityi guess they were convincedthat one dayZambia would be set free!

50 years ago...our ancestors sawit fit to take up armsagainst colonialismso we owe itto the brave menwho risked their livesto liberate the nation

because they envisioneda time when theirchildren & children'schildren would be free Today, as we celebrateour golden jubileewe must commemoratethe sacrifice of thosewho struggled for ourindependence



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we must remember thatwithout themwe would couldn't even dreamof self governance! Lubinda Lubinda



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A Little Birdy's Enquiry A little birdy once asked mehow does one write good poetry?is it by the number of timesa person finds perfect rhymes?and what would make it sound better?is it by sticking to iambic meteranapestic meter, trochaic meteror any other type of meter? Should I adhere to the normof using an idiomor two in everytimeI compose a poem?and when I performshould my style and formalso conformto the already existing forms? If I was ever to gainan audience's attention

would I do thatby showing themto what extentI had attainedlyrical perfectionby using alteration? Should I write clearly

with lots of vivid imagerysugar-coated with lots of similes?finally, should its meaning beplain for all to seeor should it be shroudedand coated with a tingeof mysteryby adding all sortsof metaphors and puns? I then replied:



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I'm not a laureateneither am I a great poet!I just write from the heartmy lines don't conformto anyone else's formI have no specificanswers to your enquiries?and for me to replythat I had answersto your enquirieswould be a lieand I thought you would seeTHAT I'M THE LITTLE BIRDYIN THE STORY! Lubinda Lubinda

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Africa: The Battleground Tensions rising in the Northand signs of depressionsetting in on our black continentguns blazing in an African nationalongside the soundsof sharpened macheteswhich fill the airas if they wereanouncing the readinessfor a full blown war! Further confusion sets inas foreign troops join the blood bathlooking at what has transpiredwith disdainthey cautiously landupon the African plains.with different interests in mind,they quickly desend upon African soilonly to enhanse

the already existing turmoiland chaos becomes the order of the day. Like thunderous soundsof mass funeral processionsechoes of weeping and wailingherald in the arrival of deathas laments for the departed

penetrate the airwavesfrom corner to cornerand i can only wonder;what ever happened to a peoplethat once preached & prided themselves in ubuntu? I take another look a countrytorn apart by warand i see signs of utter desperationand expectation



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displayed on the faces of the peoplewaiting for helpthat would never cometo a country that has gone to the dogsas a people with downcast facesbegin to dispersespoils of the war are quicklyshared amongst theivesand i ask myself if there was ever African Unityas i witness a nation plonges into povertywhile her allies do nothing to help her I sit and stare at the calamitythat has befallen herand i wonderif the ancestors voicesof peace through reasonhave been silencedby the barrel of the gun. Lubinda Lubinda



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All I Have Are Words Everytime i see the sunrisei realisethat my time with youare getting shorterbut i'm still mesmerized, still captivedby that glimmer in your eyeswhich words simply cannot express! I'm running out of wordsto say even when i prayto God for another daybecause, i'm not getting any younger!Matter of fact,I'm growing older!but, all i've got are these wordswhich never left my mind!and entered your heart! they tell me;love is patient, love is kind!

but when will my time come? So i wait patientlyfor love that mightor might never comebecause in the end of it allall i ever had was...

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Ambition Moved by an insatiable appetitehe always felt invigorated to writeso, he settles down and jotsthe constant flow of thoughtsthat emanated from his heartand carefully recorded themand he put them togetherwith his other works of art! See, people couldn't really tellwhether or not he was using a magic spellor some sort of incantationbecause he never lackedinspirationnor the motivationwhile others thoughthe was inspiredby divine revelation! Maybe that why,

he'd write about anythingand almost everythingwith ease! He was constantly writing somethingand his hands were on firebecause, they would never tirenor did they ever lose their ability

to write! He continued to writepiece after piecelike an addicthe was a 'chained writer'that loved writingmore than anything else in the worldthat he wrote and wroteand often forgotto do other things!



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Till one morninghe was found deadwith a paper and penin his handand his last piecewhere he prophecied his endin a piece entitled:'glued to the pen! ' Lubinda Lubinda



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An Elderly Man's Groan When I was youngI thought I'd be forever robust but, over timemy body began to rustit was then thatI was reminded thatI was merely a ball of dustmoulded from the earth's crust! From the moment of my birthI'd never thought about deathtill the time when I was leaving the earthand, the shadow of deathwas looming near! With each passing seasonI never had a reasonto live in feartill my sunset yearwas drawing nearbecause, I wasn't afraid

of a thing thatwasn't even thereat the time! But, as time would unfoldI too, eventually grew too oldI'd unhappily look at the groundand, I could have sworn

that I'd almost hear the soundof my brothers and sisterswho were no longer aroundcalling me home! Lubinda Lubinda



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An Impoverished Child's Dream You may have seen mewriting broken lettersin the sand and thought,I was wasting timebecause I had nothingbetter to dobut, I too have a dreamthat one dayI could go to schoollike rich kids do! Yes, I too have a dreamthat one day,the tables would be turnedand I wouldn'thave to beg for foodall day long!and that one daylady luck would favour meand i wouldn't have to spend

sleepless nightsbecause of hunger I too have a dreamthat one dayI would become somebodyand make opinionsthat matter

instead of peoplewriting me off dismissing me as uselessand good-for-nothing! Lubinda Lubinda



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Ancient Libraries Grandpa never went to schoolbut no one could disputethe insurmountable wisdomthat had been stored upin each of his grey hairsI observed as educated uncles & auntssat at his feetlike pupils in a classroomas they drank from his fountainof knowledge One after the otherthey presented their cases to himafter all,nothing was too hard for him!he seemed to have an answerfor everything! I watched in amazementas he solved their problems

as easily as a college professorwould solve a mathematical equation Grandpa had the habit of speakingin proverbs and riddleswhich often left us perplexedas we all scratched our headstrying to unravel their meaning

Whenever we'd come to visithe would eloquently remindus of our family historyhe would narrate the story of where we came fromhe presented our history so wellthat one might have assumedthat they were attending aseminar presentationon human origins



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We were all greatly touchedby his passingbecause we shall never againhave the opportunity to learnfrom what he had to teach usso, I guess there is some truthto the saying:'WHEN AN OLD PERSON DIES,IT'S A LIBRARY WHICH BURNS' Lubinda Lubinda



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At The Mercy Of Chronos Tick, tick, tocklike an internal clockour heart beatscontinuouslyreminding usof how much timewe've got left! Even seeminglyinsignificant processeslike: the blinking of an eyekeep track of timebut, one never stopsto see thatevery blink of the eyemeasures everydecisecond! In fact, we hardlytake a second

think about itbecause, it would

just be an extra strainon our brainsto keep constant trackof such a process! Though, from the time

of our birthtill we departfrom the earthorgans like our lungswork tirelesslyto regulateevery breathwe take! Like most of the partsin our bodies



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we're also chasingand counting timebecause, it'sthe most valuablecommodityunder the sun! Though, the ironyof the matter is that:one never knowshow much timewe've all been given! Lubinda Lubinda



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Broken Smile Again and againhe would hide the painbehind a broken smilelike a temporary fixit would work only for a while! No one could tellfrom the first glanceor by his appearancethat he was unhappybecause he hid it so wellin fact, he appearedto be always jolly I guess that's whyeveryone believed the clichéthat every thing is okaywhenever he'd say he was fineafter all, that's what everyoneexpected him say!

But, since it was a temporary fixit would often wear awayat the end of the daythe sad thing was that no one was therefor him because weren't really aware! So alone, he would concede defeat as he faced his tremendous feat

as sank into depression! And the sad thing is thatin the world of todayno one is really awareof the other peoplewith broken smilesbecause they go throughtheir struggles alonebecause no one is really therefor them!



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Broken Vision Living with broken vision& cracked foundationsyou-can-not-see-the-needof those around youyou've got your ownmouth to feed! Too busy to stop andlend them a helping handyou trample on the needyand treat them like dirt,your-lives-full-of-greedyou're are too blind to seelet alone realizethat we all part of Abrahams seed too busy to seethat behind the grief,sorrow and pain of othersis a silent plea for help! Living with broken vision

and cracked foundationI was brought up in such a culturemaybe that's why:l-too-have-not-seen-the-needof those around me! I guess we all havebroken vision

and cracked foundationsblind spots, areas in our liveswhere we block & numbthe suffering of otherswhile we pretend theydon't exist! I ask myself:if we don't see or hearthe cries of the needybecause we don't have eyes



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or ears!I don't think so!we don't see or hear thembecause we don't want to! Lubinda Lubinda



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Cannot Remain Silent Is this the sameSouth Africathat our fore-fathersfought hard to liberate?its hard to recognize it,when all I can seeis bloodshedand brother turningagainst brother! Remember whenwe were youngwe would playwith one anotherand now its surprisingthat you would callme a savage

just because I was bornon the other sideof the border!

I know life is toughbut, its hard to watchas the birth place of ubuntuturn into a slaughter campit breaks my heart to seea people that onceate with one another

turn against each other! I find it strange thatyou would accuse meof stealing your jobs,bringing you nothingbut sickness and diseaseand even lootingyour shops!and so on and so forth



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But, the only thingI'm guilty of is being a foreigner!you may burn me to ashesto try and get rid of meBUT, VIOLENCE IS NEVERTHE ANSWER! Lubinda Lubinda



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Catalyst To them he was just an objectthey could use and abusefor speed the reactioneven though he was part of themhe didn't quite belonghe was just another expendablein their clickhe was often forgottenbut seemed to be rememberedwhenever something was neededthey never thought anything of itbecause after all,he was just a spare wheelin their group,tagging along to do their will Well, such is the lifeof all those who live their livesas catalysts always there for others,but no one there for them!

Loneliness and depressionquickly crept inthey accompanied him like close alliesthey seemed to follow himwhere ever he went So one night, feeling utterly despondent

he took himself to the top of a ledgeand as he stood on the edgethought he would end it all!but just couldn't find the courageto do it...till death stoped by just toencourage him.He whispered in his ear'even if you staywho would love you? 'he seemed to have found



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comfort in death's wordsas he willing fell to the earth So next time you decideto use and abuse someoneyou might just drive themto the edge of a ledge!and then we all know what happens next Lubinda Lubinda



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Christmas Each festive season,we think of gifts we will get,but, don't neglect Christ! Lubinda Lubinda



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Creator Of The Universe who is like my Godcreator of the universe?He who sits upon His throneand will never be dethonedHe who wraps himself in His majestic lightthat shine ever so brightmorning, noon and night! who is like my Goddefender and gardianof our worldHe who displaysHis military mightin heaven and on earthwhose fire goes before Him consuming His enemieson every side! who is like my GodHe who created realms

governed by space and timebut is by no means obligdedto act in worldsregulated by the samebut trough His mercychooses to traversethrough different agesfor our sakes!

Who is like my God?He who was therein time's beginningand will DEFINATELY be therein its end! who is like my God?He who can say unto uswhen everythingseems to be falling apart



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it will not crumblebecause,He's got the whole worldin His hand! Lubinda Lubinda



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Curious Eye Of The Beholder

What's the thing about beautythat mystifies the eyeof the beholderor makes the heart leapwith excitementas it suddenly skips a beatfilling the mind with curiosity! As I continue to ponder pensivelyon why guys make such a big fussabout the whole issueso much so thatit would often make themstop and stareeven though, they're well awarethat it's considered rude! But, the odd thing isguys can't even agreeon their perception of beauty

because they don't always perceive things in the same waybut they neverthelessbehave in the same mannerwhen something is beautiful! So, I'm just curious to knowwhat beauty really isdespite the fact that

I maybe just be one a guy;it's interesting to note that guys can't help themselvesbut take a few glancesof someone beautifulas pass them by! Lubinda Lubinda



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Darfur Crisis Cry my beloved countryyour wounds are bleedingscars of a senseless warwhy must you persistin the hopeless teachingwhich states that:'Before there can be peace;there has to be war! 'I long for the dayWhen you shall unclenchyour fist and once againraise the banner of peaceBut for now, I'll weep for my beloved… Lubinda Lubinda



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Depression He hides his depressionbehind a fake smilehoping that someonewill noticethat everything isn't ok!but what people don't seeis that; when he is alonehe cries silent tearsand bottles them upin his soul! He hopes that the demonsof his painful past would

just disappearand leave him alone,but they dont!so, he lays waste, trapped,in a prison without bars! He hopes that

someone would eventuallyrescue him from the pain entrenched in his soulbut no one comes to his rescueso he is forcedto battle suicidal thoughtsalone in his mind! Lubinda Lubinda



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Dernier Souffle Jusqu'au dernier souffleavant je m'étouffeperds la vieet tous qu'il me fait respireravant je quitte ce monde

j'aimerais te direquelque chose de profonde Jusqu'au dernière minute et secondeavant je quitte ce mondelorsque tout est accomplisauf...sauf, ce que je suis en trainde te dire Puisqu'on ne sait jamais quand nos fin arrivaou bien, le moment lorqu'on partira

j'aimerais te dire très brièvementpendant que je suis encore vivantque...

*JE T'AIME* Lubinda Lubinda



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Digital Generation I know there are many prosand cons about technologybecause, we can't for a secondimagine our world without 'IT'!how else would we let our friendsknow 'whatsapp'! I know distance is no longera problembut, in our search of closenesswe've become isolated beingshardly ever seeing in person,the person we are talking to!we forever remain glued to our screensthough, some may arguethat this is not true! We've even gone to the extentof changing our identiesand living together in virtual

communitiesbut we see no problembecause we are are all 'linked In'to the same social networkbut, the truth is:IN OUR PURSUIT OF FORMINGTIGHTER BONDSWE'VE GROWN FURTHER APART!

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Donne-Moi La Paix Donne-moi la paixparce que je voisun million d'hommes,qui avaient quittésleurs maisonset qui sont deplacésen raison de la guerreet se trouventdans les campsde réfugiés! Donne-moi la paixparce que je peuxentendre les crisde toutes les jeunes fillesqui avaient été violéespar des soldats rebelles! Donne-moi la paixparce que je vois tous

les enfants soldatstous ceux qui ont perduleur enfance en participantdans une guerretous ceux qui voudraientrentrer chez euxmais ils ne peuvent pasparce qu'ils sont encore

hantés par des imagesde fantômesde tous ceux qu'ils avaienttué! Donne-moi la paixpour que l'Afriquepuisse résoudretous ses problèmesinter-ethniquesCe qui est vrai,



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et ce que je ressensdans mon cœur.est que l'Afriqueaurait besoin de la paixpour surmonterses problèmes! Lubinda Lubinda



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Doubtful Works No matter how much I writeI still doubt, whether I'll be a great poetor even considered as a laureateI may never be on anyone's hall of famebut, that that won't prevent mefrom trying to make a nameNo matter how many applauseI receive, I still think my work has flawsbecause it's never perfectand, there is always something to correctmaybe I just have a problemsand i don't know how to solve them! Lubinda Lubinda



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Dry Skies Looking up abovesimply, asking the question:why is the sky dry? Lubinda Lubinda



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Early Bird Perched in a treethe early bird sits and waitsfor the fatest worm Lubinda Lubinda



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Every Dog's Ordeal I sometimes wonderif love is meant for us allbecause we spend our livessearching... looking...high and lowfor that perfect fitand the sad thingis that we'd even tryeverything and anythingbut vee few of us find it Matters of the heartare difficult to decipher,because, all too oftenwe don't get to choosewho we fall in love with!but can one go againstthe desires of the heart?Besides, what happensif your heart leads you to

someone out of your league?can one just ignore the feeling? such is the lifeof every guy who goes outin search of lovethey are like dogs chasing catsthey find themselves entangledin the love game

'Would you have the gutsto pursue me tothe ends of the world? ''would you even die for me? 'she asked with flattering eyes!of course, you would expectnothing less from a beautiful,well pampered cat,after all you wouldn'texpect her to be an easy catch!'A simple; 'I love you! '



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just wouldn't do!with me, you would haveto go an extra mile!matter of fact, you will haveto do a lot better than thatto impress melet alone be considered'she said as she wagged her tailin front of the poor dog Like all other dogsthis one wouldhave to bethoroughly testedbefore being approvedi guess she seemedto enjoy seeing him failat doing all sorts of tricks

just to grab her attentionwhile she played hard to getmost dogs don't realizeits just a test to determinetheir grit and determination

Love is not an easy thingand most dogs give inall too easilyone simply has to persevereor they would never knowhow it feels like to find loveand that's the story behind

every dog's ordeal! Lubinda Lubinda



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Failure To Launch Even though our very first interactionwas as quick a jolt of lightningwe nevertheless felt the electricitythat was there in the aircoz, there was so much energyas we crossed paths with one anotherthat how we knew we had chemistryanyway, our minds were filled with curiosityas our elements suddenly combinedas our hearts just mysteriouslyintertwinedafter both smiling momentarilyand looking into each other's faceI gasped, looked at herin the eyeand timidly said; 'h-h-hhi! ' Realizing, that I had stammeredI thought she had noticedthat I had blundered

I quickly and bashfully said goodbyeshe smiled and waved back Well, it's been four months,2 days,6 secondssince that dayand I never got the courageto see her in person again

though, I still see her aroundcoz, I didn't know what to saycoz, I thought she wouldalways remember meas the guy who ran away! Lubinda Lubinda



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Fish Lover's Demise There once was a man who loved fishcoz, it was his favorite dishhe said; it's yummyand filled his tummyhis full belly burst; splat then slish! Lubinda Lubinda



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Flickering Candle Her wavering lightgrew dimmer and dimmerwith each passing nightevery day ways a struggleto keep her flame alighteven though she was facingsuch a terrible plightshe never lost her smile As weeks turned to monthsI watched her grow weaker and weakerbut she still fought relentlesslyfor her lifeand even through it allshe always had the courageto wrestle the stormsthat came her waymaybe that whyshe never stoppedbelieving that one day

it would get better It was hard to watch herput on a brave facewhile cancer tooka piece of herday by daybut she never lost hope

hoping that her miraclewas on the way Even though her light grewfainter and fainter each dayit could only take so muchbefore the winds cameand blew it awaylike many other candleswrestling the stormher light was blown away



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and now all that remainsof her is her memoryforever embeddedin my heart! Lubinda Lubinda



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I'd Like To... I'd like to believe in a world that square, where everything is fair, but, sadly thatworld isn't there! because, we still have people that don't care, about thosewhose conditions are too hard to bear! I'd like to believe in a world, that wouldpick you up when fall, whenever your back is against the wall, instead of leavingyou alone to crawl, and struggle to rise above it all, despite the fat that they cansee you're still injured from the fall, I'd like to place my faith in humanity, but,that would be insanity! Lubinda Lubinda



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If Only... If only the legendsabout Phoenixes were truei would never diebecause I would alwaysrise from my ashesbut, we all knowthat phoenixes don't existso it's never going to happen! If only stories surrounding sphinxes were truei would erect an image of myself for the whole world to see

just to immortalize myself but we all know sphinixesdon't exist!and people don't get immortalityby building carved images of themselves If only centaurs existedi would be endowed with agility, speed and power

but we all know that centaurs don't existbecause they are just fantasiesof masculine power If unicorns existed I wouldhave all the desiresof my heart by their powerof my magic powers but knows they don't exist

for his own selfish reasonsbut we all know unicorns don't exists! No matter what form,image or shapeI choose to try and immortalize myself we will all know thatit's not true Lubinda Lubinda



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Imparfait Trop souvent, la viedans sa propre manièrea l'habitude d'amplifiermes imperfectionspar la façon dontelle met en valeurmes erreurs! Elle me permetde savoir que

je ne suis pas parfaitmais, elle me donnel'occassion de les réparerparce qu'elle me montreque...dans cette viepersonne n'est parfaittout le monde fait des fautes! c'est qu'il me donne

le courage de releverchaque matinen espérant que demainsera beaucoup mieux qu'hier Lubinda Lubinda



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In Grim's Defence I'm just a gate keeperat the threshold betweenlife and deathsimply collecting the soulsof the departedmaybe that's why some of youknow me as the reaper You continue to blame mefor all the departedbut then again,must I reject thosewho willingly come to me?am I just supposed to let them go?besides...can you blame mefor simply doing my job? I patiently wait on alldying patients

to draw their last breathI welcome and escort themsafely into the afterlifeI even take the troubleto attend every funeralI wait and watch as mournerspay their last respects!

I have been presentat the frontline of every warcarrying the bruisedand batteredinto the next lifeI am there simply,to present their war wearysouls with a peaceful escapean alternative to the carnagehappening all around them!



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But, you still have the gutsto call me the bad guydespite what I do for this world?Don't get me wrong,I believe death is an ugly thingbut, who is going to clean upthe wreckage it leaves behindwhen i am gone? Lubinda Lubinda



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Inequalities Born in a citywhere the majorityof people live in abject povertyit's been hard to find the driveto survivein such a worldbecause one only ends up being

just one of the lives,born without a silver spoonin their mouth! As one grows upthey hear the politicians liesthat all ghetto childrenwould be looked afterand given a fair shot at lifeso, they remain optimisticfor a whilebut, they soon realizethat they were just lies!

So, In attempts to changetheir bleak view of realityby thinking a little positivelythey become like someonechasing vanitywhen all theirs attemptsto rise to the top

are constantly pushed downby the elite in their societyand eventually, all they can seeare the inequalitiesbetween the rich and the poorthat grows wider by the day! A series of failed attemptshas left them feeling powerlessand helplessand they can't even dare



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to dream againor rise to the toplike they see the rich dotheir meaningless livesare overshadowed by thosewho live comfortable livesand have all they needto achieve their dreamsand succeed! So, In the endthey feels too smallto amount to anything at alland, as one grows olderthey just shrug their shouldersas they become a little less bolderand lower their shrunken eyesas the think they could never reach the peakbecause they're simply too weak! Lubinda Lubinda



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Intelligent Beings I've always been intriguedby how babies think!is the gibberish they speakactually a language so complexthat no one is capable of learningit, let alone document it?but, give them a few momentswith someonetaking care of themand they will attemptto speak it! Do they havesome sort of controlover our minds?because little as they arethey possess some powerover us all!and with a single callmake us all rush

and run up and downlike slavesto their serviceand just to try to figure outwhat exactly they need! In anycase these observationsmay not be 100% true

but, its interesting to watchwhat babies do! Lubinda Lubinda



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Invisible Continent I sit in the centerof the worldbut yet, to youi remain invisibleand in your ignoranceyou say that i'm ravagedand covered with povertywars and disease! How quickly you forgetthat it was Iwho cradled you andcarried you on my backwhen you were still youngbut, you still mocked meby telling me thati was not smart enoughsimply because you saw meas black and uncivilizedbut, the funny thing is

you would often come backand consult my booksfrom Alexandriato expand your knowledge Even when you left mei sent my relativesto help you

build your empiresyou mistreated themand forced themto become your slaveseven though they helpedyou grow rich, greatand powerfuleven though, they madewhat you are today! When you got married



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and found new friendsit was my diamonds,gold and precious stonesthat adorned your neck,hands and feetbut yet, you did notappreciate themand neither did youthank me for them! When your factoriesgrew largeryou came backand you robbed meof everything elsemy ancestors had leftme withyou sliced and sharedmy land like a cakeand divided it amongstyourselvesand all i could dowas watch as you

took it all away! And, as if that was not enoughyou stripped meof my dignitywhen you took awaymy liberty

Even though, i triedto explain to the worldhow i was a victimin all thisit would not listenbecause it also saw meas a primitive, uncivilizedbuffoon!



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Invisible People We turn a blind eyeon all those who are suffering,living in povertythose who have nothing to eat!we pretend thatthey do not existbecause it is much easierto ignore them!we've even succeededin building a world protectedand veiled against them! We turn a blind eyeon the dozens of beggarsthat we meet in the streets fighting everyday for their livesthose exiled and out cast by societybecause we have no placefor them in 'our perfectCommunities! '

We turn a blind eye on thosewho do not have civil rightsthose who remain exiledby everyonebecause we do not want to see them,let alone hear their silent pleasfor basic necessitiesbecause it's much easier to

act as if these people don't exist hoping that they would all just disappear!and leave us alone! We turn a blind eye onthose dying from incurable diseasesthose that still need our lovebecause we consider themas those as already dead!after all its much easierto look the other waythan lend them



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a helping hand! My troubled heartlooks at all these thingsand i ask myself:if we are too blindto see these invisible people?Or do we lack so much empathy that the suffering of others no longer bothersus? Well, the sad truth is:we really don't care! Lubinda Lubinda



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It Isn'T Easy

Guys are supposed to bethe epitome of braveryrough, tough and buff but what are we to sayabout guys who often cower in fear,those who like tortoises shrink into their own shelland fail to say they love you! Since time in memorialmounting pressure has been added on guysto prove themselvesover and over and over again!they have always had to make the first move! But, truth be told!even guys need that extra push!because no one is immuneto the fear of rejection!we all need a sign of mutual affection!ever wondered why guys act like large fortified brick city walls,

they've erected internal barriersin their heartsthey just can't express their feelings! And yet again; i say, it isn't easymatter of fact, its a sorrowful sightto see a guy who intensely loves a girl but can't evenfind courage to express what eats him up at night

let alone the words to express how much he loves a girl so, i appeal to you ladiesif a guy loves you,and you love him backsooth his petrified heart with a little confirmation of your loveevery now and thenand he ought take it from there! Lubinda Lubinda



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Jeune Afrique Africa, jeune Afriquepeuple marquépar la souffrance de la guerreet la misère de la misèreton visage me montre quetu as été colonisémais tu restes encore souriante Africa, jeune Afriquetu étais làavec Mandelaun homme affronté par l' apartheid,sanctionné et finalement emprisonnéil a été meurtri, écrasé,mais, il ne s'était pas brisé en fait il avait pouvoir de dire 'If you want to make peace with your enemy, you have to work with your enemy.'

Africa, jeune Afriqueça me brise le cœurde te voir en misèrealors que tu es bénie avecla richesse de la terre Africa, jeune Afriquetu as souffert pendant longtemps

et je me suis offusquépar la façon dont tu restes silencieusealors que tu es oppriméeoh, Africa, jeune Afriquerelève-toi de tes cendreset récuparer tous ce que tu as perdu! Lubinda Lubinda



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Just Because... Just because my love is silentdoesn't mean it isn't present! Just because I stopped callingdoesn't mean I no longer find your voice charming! Just because I don't keep saying how much I love youdoesn't mean that I no longer do! Just because I don't seem to be comfortable holding handsdoesn't mean that I don't want us to be more than just friends! Just because I fail to look straight into your eyesdoesn't mean I'm spinning you a web of lies! Just because I don't say that I miss you toodoesn't mean that my heart doesn't long for you! Anyways, I just wish you would stop measuring our lovefrom the things mentioned above,

because love is a complex thingit can't always be seen by the things one is or isn't doingbut, can be felt in the warm fuzzy feeling it would bring! Lubinda Lubinda



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La Guerre En Moi Quelque choseà l'intérieur de moiveut crierJE T'AIME Mais, les souvenirsde rejets passésme hantent encoreparce qu'ils me disent que

j'aurais le cœur brisémais cela ne change pasle fait que: JE T'AIME ENCORE! Il y a une geurreà l'intérieur de moiqui n'est pas encore finiet si seulement, tu savaisles nombre de nuits blanches

j'avais eu, en pensant de toitu saurais que: JE T'AIME!

Je me rends compte quele lâche dans tout celaest moiparce que tu ne saurais

jamais comment je ressenspour toi parce que j'ai gardémon amour pour toi

en silence,mais, ce que je voulaiste dire est que: JE T'AIME Lubinda Lubinda



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Let Me Be Is my life one big show?because, I really don't knowwhat prevents society from seeingthat I'am a unique being! Weren't my footprintsalso meant to make their own imprintsupon the earthor am I just a copied breath,simply born to do as instructedand performing tasks others wanted? The thing is

just like in show bizI dressed upput on make upand I rehearsedfor the one's I impressed! I always did as I was told

just so that i could fit into their mouldbut, I struggled to put on the identitygiven to me by societybecause...IT - REALLY - WASN'T - ME! Lubinda Lubinda



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Little Star Among The Stars I may not be the shiniest of all starsin the skies tonightbut, I'm nonetheless glad to seethat there are millions of starsburning bright and unafraid to show their lightthey're awesome to watch! So, I sometimes step backand allow myself to becomea back stage characterand simply observe the lightshown by othersbecause, it's truly amazingto watch them glow! And in the same waythe story of poetryis not only composed of one writerneither does it contain a single versenor does it highlight the life of a single character

by putting it on a high pedestalas the center of the universe

just as the galaxiesare filled with billions of bodiesmeeting and interacting with one another,as they tell the story of the universe together! Lubinda Lubinda



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Love Hurts Staring and gazing at herfrom across the roomhe hopes that she seeswhat keeps his body & souland eventually his eyestransfixed on herhe hopes thatshesomehow becomes awareof his love for her Unconsciously, with silentgestures of friendshipshe seems to entice himwith mixed signalsevery time she wouldlook at him while playingflirtatiously with he her hairor that sparkle in her eyeseverytime she looks at himwith her beautiful-radiant-smile

So, he takes a fewmomentary glances of herfrom across the roomand with each glancetries to convince himself that each one was the lastbut rather, finds that,

his statuesque-faceis captivated by herpicturesque beauty! It's then that he slowlyand reluctantly managesto break his glaze-like-facefreefrom her mystical-haze It was in thatawkward moment



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that he oftenwondered and sometimespondered...whether she could besecretly as madly in lovewith him, as he is with her! So, he gathers enoughcourage to asks herout on a dateonly to discover that;SHE SEES HIM JUST AS FRIENDAND NOTHING MORE THAN THAT! Lubinda Lubinda



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Lust Of The Eyes From quite a short distanceI could feel her warm temperanceand when she came closer,I felt her tender embraceas she gazed, cheerfully upon my faceso, I reciprocated with a shy smileas I beheld her dashing eyes! Bedazzled, I was captivatedby the colour of emerald in her eyesas she continued to look steadily into mine! It was then that my eyesstarted to course through hersglancing at them once,twice or even thricebefore moving to other parts of her bodyand they eventually rested upon her thighs! I don't know what overcame me

as I stared at her beautybecause there was nothing to restrain mebut the bond that we sharedthat wouldn't have allowedme to look at herwith eyes, obviously, beaming with lustfor fear of betraying our friendship and trust!

But, given the circumstanceand her appealing glanceI gave in to desireand I did the oppositein the moment of sheer blissI leaned forward and gave her a kiss! But, to my surprise,she made me realizethat what I'd done was wrongas she hit me with a hard slap!



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telling me she wasn't flirtingas she firmly looked into my eyes that were hurtingshe'd just come to bid me farewell! Lubinda Lubinda



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Ma 'Petite' Obsession Je rêve souvent de toimais, tu n'as pasla moindre idéeque je t'aimeça me rend tristede te voir dans les brasd'un autre homme! Je rêve souvent de toiet j'ai écrit ton nomsur les tablettesde mon cœurpour que je puissegarder un souveniréternel de toi! Je rêve souvent de toiet dans mes rêves,

je te caresse, je t'embrassementalement parce que

c'est le plus procheque je pourrais êtreà toi! Lubinda Lubinda



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Make A Wish Fiery ball in skyfilling my mind with wonderwhat do i wish for? Lubinda Lubinda



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Missing Pieces How can a man claim to be wholewhen his heart has a holedespite the fact that, some parts are missingit must be some kind of featto see his heart to continue to beatsee, man always feels puffed upand would say that they are tougheven though, they're yet to meet their better half but, how could a man say he's happy to be alonewhen he's driven by a hormonethat makes him desire a woman's touch? Lubinda Lubinda



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No Greater Love He left His throne above

just to demonstrate His loveso that all who seek His facewould be able to receive graceI know we didn't comprehendwhy His life had to come to an endor even why He had to bleedfor every wicked thing we didthat's why some of us mocked Himwhile others forsook Himof course it was a painful ordealbut, he nevertheless died for usto show that His love for us was realat the time we didn't believebut, he simply chose to forgiveI know today some still doubt because they can't figure outwhat the fuss is all aboutthat's why he left an empty graveas proof for those he came to saveso that every christian can testify

that: BECAUSE HE HAD DIED & RISENOUR SINS ARE FORGIVEN! Lubinda Lubinda



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No Guide Book Most things in lifeare easy,because, we've gotguide books,telling us how thingsshould be done!EXCEPT FOR LOVEalthoughafter thousands of yearsof dating you'd expectus to have one! And, in realityno one can teach youhow to fall in loveYOU JUST DO!It's kinda easy to givesomeone relationship advisebut, when it happens to youyou're sort left in the dark

without a clueand, you're supposed tosomehow figure outwhether it's indeedtrue loveor just mere infatuation! Well, It wouldn't be

uncommon to makea few mistakesalong the waycoz, the end of the daywe're all learningand no one can saythey are an expertbecause, everyone'sdifferent!



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No Jobs There was a man who would sob,because he could not get a job,he wept out aloud,amidst a vast crowd,oddly enough - his name was Job! Lubinda Lubinda



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Northern Lights North skies shining brightdisplay God's marvelous lightwhat an awesome sight! Lubinda Lubinda



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Oak Tree Elderly oak treegathers, leaves and branchesremind them of roots Lubinda Lubinda



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Patiently Waiting For thousands of yearswe've been preachingand believingthat Christ would somedaycome backdespite the fact that:most of us living todayweren't even at the scenewhere the disciples had beenwhen He went away!but we still hold fastto the promisethat had been givenlong ago! And, we lie in wait,in anticipationand lots of expectationbecause, we believewe're the terminal generation

so, we wait with gaited breathfor the glorious daywhen we shall departfrom the earthwhen our Saviour will comeand whisk us awayfrom the earthfor it was said:

'In the twinkling of the eye...'we'll wave goodbyeto this world!and there's gonna bea meeting in the air! Now, some may even mock usbecause, they find it ridiculouswhile others, will stop and stareany they will even say:'see what a fool Christianity



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makes of otherwise brilliant man! 'and, we'll just smile and say:well, the mystery is hiddenin the days of Lot and Noahand till this day,no one knows the daynor the hourof Christ's return!so we'd in rathermake preparationfor His return!than be caught unawarebecause we believeHe's coming back again! Lubinda Lubinda



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Pense À Moi Lorsque tu pense à moi,

je aimerais que tu voiesdes choses qui sont au-dessuset au-delà de ces yeux brunset tu vas trouver des chosesqui ne sont pas si attrayant! Je voulais que tu puisse remarquer mes petits gestesqui déclarent mon amour pour toi

j'amerais que prenneun instant, pour penser à ce gamin timide pour que tu puisse voircomment je souffre à l'intérieurchaque fois quand je te voisdans les bras d'un autre homme,parce que je n'avais pas eu le courage de te dire comment je t'aime! Lubinda Lubinda



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Petits Morceaux Petits morceauxconservés et sauvegardésdans mon cœurmoments de joieet ceux qui mefont pleurer!Je leur ai gardéà l'intérieur! Pièce par pièce,

je ai construitdes souvenirsgardé et réservépour l'aveniraux amis fidèles

je suis fier de direque je les avaient créeavec chacun d'entre vous!et pour tous ceuxqui me appellent 'poto',

je espère qu'unephoto de moi apparaîtdans vos agendaspour que vous puissiezretenir un souvenirde moi! Alors, Chers amis

et chère famille,puisque la viene nous donne pas les bénéficiaires,

je ne peux pasvous promettre que

je serai là à l'avenir!mais, restez en sachant quetous qu'on avait vécucomme souvenir resteraienttoujours graverdans mon cœur!



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Pre-Destination Every night, as i close my eyesin the quietness of my roomwaiting for sleep to kick inas I lay almost lifeless in my bedthoughts of eternitysurge through my headI find myself asking myself:If I died today, in my sleepwhere would I wind up As i continuetoying around with the ideaI find that I'm stuckbetween two trains of thought;are we mere vessels whose fate has already been decidedor, do we really have a choice?do we actually get to choosewhere we wind upwe are simply vessels marchingtowards our eternal end

We are just a bunch of hearts racing, hearts pacingmarching towards our final destinationheaven or hell?I cannot tell!But one thing is for sureeverything will be decided

at death! Lubinda Lubinda



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Rebel Sheep The road was long,straight and narrowand I admitit has been difficultto followmaybe, that is whyI'd sometimes fallen asleepand I couldn't keep upwith the other sheep! I know the shepherdtaught us to obeybut, I always found a wayof going astraybecause, I was seducedby rumours of goats that grazedfrom a lush open fieldwith a variety of plantsthat the ground could yieldso, my mouth got watery

as I grew wearyof eating the same hayevery-day! I eventually made the choiceto stop listeningto the shepherd's voicebecause to me,

he seemed to bemaking a lot of noise! I thought I had life all figured outbut, I didn't know what it was all aboutI thought I didn't need a Sheppardto act as my life-guardI thought I could make it on my ownso, I wandered off into the open plains all alone!



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It wasn't untilI was surrounded by wolvesthat I realized that I was wrongbecause, my life had been thronginto a difficult situation! You see, its only when a sheephas 'got itself in too deep'or is 'caught in a thicket'that it starts to cry with regretbut thankfully when I criedthe Sheppard heard my voiceand he speedily repliedand he came to my rescuewith his rod and staff! So, in hind sightI realize that i was blindbecause, I thought that I'd NEVERneed a caretakerbut was wrongbecause a sheep should NEVERFORSAKE it's master!

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Remember The Children It feels like it was yesterdaywhen they came& took my friends awayi was only a child thenwhen they ambushed usso violentlythey followed usinto the school yardswhere children play We never knew whythey hated us so muchbut one thing is for surethey must have felt threatenedby a group of childrenwho refused to learn in Afrikaansso they silence us with thier gunsand our protestquickly turned into silence

So i'll immortalizethe memory of these childrenwho are now in heavenlooking down at usso we must ensureeven though many had fallenthey will never be forgotten

June 16 is a day i dream to forgetand forget to dreambecause it carries with ita bitter and painful pastlaws of segregationand utter humiliationIf we are to live with one anotherwe ought to forge a nation togetherBuilt on the principles of unityhold on to the words of Mandelawhich taught us all to love and forgive



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one another Lubinda Lubinda



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Remplaçable Il ne faut pas que tu soistrès attaché à moicar, je suis remplaçable

j'ai accepté le faitqu'on ne peux pas vivre éternellement C'est triste qu'on sache pasle jour ni l'heurelorsqu'on partiraou bien, le momentquand le grim nous emmèneradonc, il faut qu'on fassechaque souffle compte J'ai accepté ma mortalitéet j'avais embrassé le fait que;la mort fait partie de la vieet dans la vietout le monde meurs

Tu sais, la vie est tellement courte!donc, pourqoui se accrocher à quelque choseque tu ne peux pas gardercomme tout le monde

j'irai mourrir! Lubinda Lubinda



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Sans Frontières Je souhaite...qu'il n'y avait pas de frontièrespour que je puissete donner tout mon amourTu sais, chérieComment, je souffreà l'intérieur?car tu n'es pas à côté de moi! Je souhaite...qu'il n'y avait pas de frontièresparce qu'ils me empêchentd'être avec toichérie, tu sais quec'est la distancequi me tuequotidiennement! Et lorsque tu n'es pas là

j'ai du mal à respirer

car, tu es mon air,l'oxygène qui couledans mes veinesdis-moi, alors!comment puis-jecontinuer à vivre cette vieséparée de toi?

S'il n'y avait pas de frontières je te serrais si fortdans mes braset je te caresserais,mais en ce moment

je ne peux pasparce qu'il y acette distance entre nous! Donc...Laisse-moi toucher



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ton cœur avec mes mots! Lubinda Lubinda



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Sea's Mirage Even, in the miseryof povertyI have always hadthe hopes of somedaymaking it in lifeor someday getting rich,so, I might as welldie trying! I stretch my eyesover the glistening seaand I am constantly dupedby mirages of a seeminglybetter life waiting for meon the other side The roaring wavestaunt me, daring meto cross overto the other side

if indeed I can make it Bright city lightsfrom the other sidecloud my judgementthey daze and blurmy visionpreventing me from

clearly reasoning!the lights shineso brightthat they convince methat life is truly betteron the other side Not knowing for surewhat to expectwhen I get thereI take my tiny boat



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and set sailand slowly but surely!leave my own shoreand head into the unknown! Lubinda Lubinda



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Silent Love I bet you wonder why I fretevery time we're about to flirtI know that you're puzzledby the way, my lips seem to be muzzledwhenever I get close to youIts because I haven't got a clueof what I could say to you! I know, you know, that guysaren't supposed to be shythat is why, you wonder why,I sometimes get weakand unable to speakwhenever I'm with you! You might find it upsurdthat some guys are too scaredto say a four lettered worddespite the fact thatthe feeling of love are mutual!

Anyways, shy as I may beI just hope you'd seethat I'm always mesmerizedevery time I look into your eyesand you'd read my body languageand be able to tellthat I just lack confidence

to kindle the flame of our romance! Lubinda Lubinda



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Silent Ones Sometimes people get an advancewarningwhen something really bad is comingso, they live life alone with the eerie feelingbecause, they don't know when the reaper is comingand would like a little time alone to preparebefore he actually gets therecoz, they know he's not going to play fair! Sometimes it feels like an earthquakewhen their body parts start to breakand begins falling apart piece by pieceand they could do with a little peace! Sometimes no one noticesthe hidden grim expressions on these people's faceswhen they'd laugh at all your jokesdespite the fact that everything inside them hurts and chokesand they struggle for breathbecause they know they'll soon leave the earth!

Sometimes people perfectly hide the painthat they feel again and againthey simply say they're finethey don't complain,neither do they seem to straineven though they know something is wrongbecause they want to die strong!

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Simple Band Of Brothers We found our voicesamidst the jeers and cheersof the fansa simple band of brotherswith mutual respect for one anotherbrought togetherby the hope of drinkingfrom the same cup! Driven by the joyful noiseof jubilation,chants and ululationfrom the crowdattesting their love bothfor us and the gamewith one or two facesfrom the crowdurging the teamto carry on!

Sharing in on the collectivemutual feeling of suspensedisplayed uponthe faces of every fanwhen taking a penalty,free & corner kick!& in what would seemlike eternity,

hopes of marching onin search of that vital goal! Carefully knit on our kitis our bannerreminding us tolearn to 'assist' one anotherbecause coachwould always remindus that: A win for one



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is a win for us all! So, in simple regimentsof 4-4-2,4-5-1, and 4-3-3formations we strovefor total domination! And, as our fame grewwe always knewthat it was all thanksto the millions of fansaround the globethose who revere usas legendaryand even considerus to be descendantsof the godsdespite the fact that,we were just mere mortals! But, before we couldlet it all go to our headsWe calmed ourselves down

in the quietnessof the locker rooms whencoach would remind us that:WE WERE JUST A SIMPLE BANDOF BROTHERS! Lubinda Lubinda



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Someone To Lean On When the going gets toughand we feel that we've had enoughwhen our life hits the walland it seems to crumble and fallwhen we we're reached wits' endthat when we need a good friend!no one can't live like an islandso one can pretendthat they can make it on their ownbecause life wasn't meant to be spent alone! Lubinda Lubinda



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Souvenirs Chaque jour,nous écrivons sur les dépliantsde nos coeursdes memoires des histoires et des souvenirs,que nous allons cherirpour l'éternité En feuilletant, sur les pagesde ma vie

je me rends compte que...les pages de ma viesont presque pleinet que, j'ai vécu de bonheuret que ces souvenirs,ont été créé avec toi! Lubinda Lubinda



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Struggles (Never Give Up) I am one who knowsthe bitter taste of defeatone who is no stranger to rejectionbut I still cling onto the small moments of perfection I'am one who was rejectedby everyonebecause they couldn'tfind anything special in me,one who people oftenneglected,i was often forgottenYet I still got up I am one who has fallenso many timesthat I have lost countone that everyone expectsto fail

because in their mindsthey have already decidedI could never be a victorbut, I never lost hopeand i still got up No matter what life brings meof however tough the struggle might be

i will never give upbecause, I have always got up! Lubinda Lubinda



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Stuck In The Moment... I'm stuck in a singlemoment in timebecause, my heartkeeps taking me backto the moment in timewhen we met each otherstaring and gazingat one anothermy knees grew weakbecause I was captivatedby your beautyI simply smiled at youand you smiled back! So, I'm stuck this singlemoment in timebecause, I must confessI was so love sprungI didn't have a clueof how I'd tell you

that I liked being around youand nervous as can bemy heart was beating so fastbecause, I'd found love at lastand in with a quaking voiceasked you if you would agreehave a with date meand you instantaneously

agreed! So, I stuck in that singlemoment in timebecause, I'm stillso engulfedunexplicable blissof our first kissthat words cannotexpress!



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See, I am stuckin that singlemoment in timebecause, I knowpeople are supposedto move onwhen they say goodbyebut, I can't pretendthat things came to an endwhen we bid farewellto one anotherbecause, I still miss youand, I hope youmiss me tooI know thatthis could never bebe because in realityI HAD BEEN DAY DREAMINGABOUT YOU AGAIN! Lubinda Lubinda



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Teach Them To Love Looking at this worldit's amazing to seehow we have forgottenthe pure childlike lovewhich has no room for hatelove that simply trustsand holds no grudges! I can still hear mandela's words;reminding us:'No one is born hating another personbecause of the colour of his skin,or his background,or his religion.People must learn to hate,and if they can learn to hate,they can be taught to love,for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.' if we could pass on

one thingI wish it were lovebecause we have completely forgetten how to show iti wish thin we couldleave a legacyof lovefor our childrenand our children's children

so if we are to live togetherwe must start by loving one another Lubinda Lubinda



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The Shady Billionaire Ever wondered where souls go when their time on earth is no more?well, such is the like of Mr. Schemerhe lived his life as a pompous sinner!he was involved in all sorts of shady dealsso that he could gain more dollar bills! Being a wealthy and greedyhe never gave a second thought for the needyas he amassed a lot of wealthfor himself! Although, he professed to be a Christianit was something he'd do half-heartedly!Because like all luke-warm Christiansit was just a formality! That is why he would grudgingly saythat he didn't build his empire in a dayand that he wasn't willing to give it awayto the lazy masses

who just sat on their arsesall day as he gave a dollar away! See, it wasn't like he wasn't given the opportunityto give to the needybecause, he would see them everydayon his way to workand he would just look the other way

even though some of themwere passing away that very day! Things continued just like thatuntil Mr. Schemer was robbed at gun pointthe ordeal was so much for himthat he had a heart attackand on the way to the hospitaldeath came for him as welland when he woke up found himself in hell!



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And in torment he would yellhow could this happen to me?I thought I was a Christianbut the demons would laughand say:KEEP QUIET, YOU HYPOCRITE!YOU USED TO PROFESS CHRISTIANITYBUT NEVER REALLY LIVED IT! Lubinda Lubinda



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The Other Child Most of us are well fedbefore we go to bedbut, just before we take our final winkdo we ever stop to thinkabout the other child?the one who interrupted uson our way to work! Did we even noticethe suppressed, grim, expressionprotruding from his face,as he politely asked usfor some money or bread! The sad truth iswe often ignored himbecause, we thoughtit was a trickbecause, the child lookedfairly well dressed!

that's why we couldn't even realizethat it wasn't really a scambecause, it was covered upby his faint tainted smile! Maybe that is whywe barely even noticedthat, he often went bed

hungry and unfed. Anyway, ashamed,that we'd been singled outby the young ladwe never bothered to askwhether or nothe'd have something to eatlater that day! I guess our excuse was:



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we simply forgot!and, ironically, most of uswould constantlypray for God to feed poordespite the fact thatHe gave us that chorewe coudn't even realizefrom the smudge on his facethat the boy was truly poorhe'd spent a long timesleeping on a worn out carton boxon the cold hard floor! Lubinda Lubinda



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The Plug 20 plus years fighting the same warhis body parts had become soreyou see, life has turned out to be drearybecause this young man was war wearybecause he'd been fightinga battle his body kept losing! As he moved from ward to wardhe felt a little closer to the graveyardhe wrestled thoughts of deathhe thought it would better for himto quietly leave the earth! Despite the fact that his loved ones wish he could endurethey slowly lost hope because doctors said there's no curehis parents look at him in sorrowbecause they didn't know if he'd live to see tomorrowbut doctors told them to waitand must not do something in a haste!

When he was awakehe'd cry out in painagain and againtill he asked his mum to come give him one last hugbefore she finally decided to pull the plug! Lubinda Lubinda



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The War Inside Me Something inside mewants to scream and shoutI LOVE YOU But memories of pastrejection still haunt mebecause they tell methat I'll end upwith a broken heartbut that doesn't change the factthat; I STILL LOVE YOU! There is a war going oninside methat has not yet finishedand If you only knewthe number of sleepless nightsI have hadthinking about youyou would realize thatI LOVE YOU

well, I realized thatthe coward in all this is mebecause you would never knowhow i feel about youbecause i have keptmy love for you silentbut, what I really want

you to know isI lOVE YOU Lubinda Lubinda



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There Will Come A Time... There will come a timein every poet's lifewhen words eke slow-lyfrom their pensas if their ink were blooddripping slow-lyfrom an open wound! It's in that eerie momentof mental silencethat all the inspiration lightsin the poet's headaren't shining brightbecause, they've all gone dimand it would seemthat the poet has losttheir ability to write! Despite the fact thatit's a terrible plight

that may cause a terrible fright they must quickly learnto use their pen as a knifeto cut out feelings of defeatto be able to standor get back on their feetand compose again! In this game

one must simply chooseto persevere,even though inspirationisn't always therelest they losetheir joy of writing! Maybe, that is whyI always admire word smithsbecause they never despairbecause, they can tell



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that the witch's spellof 'writers block'will not last foreverand for themit's just a passing fadand there will come an hourwhen words will once againflow like water from a mighty river! Lubinda Lubinda



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Things Left Unsaid Sitting in my roomplucking petals off the rosesI should have given heras thoughts rush throughmy mindwondering...She loves me? she loves me not? So, i'm stuck here in my room with the dilemaof whether I should let her know how I feelor I should just let things slide,feel sorry for myself,as i think of what might have beenif i had just had the courageto tell her how i feel I-LOVE-YOU!i love you! was just one of those things left unsaidI realize its never easyto utter those three words

but, how is she going to knowif she hasn't got a clue?you may be pleasantly surprisedto find out that she feelsthe same way about you too Some things in lifeare worth taking the risk

so let that special someoneknow how you feelor you'll be just another statisticsitting in your roomplucking petals off roseswondering...She loves you? She love you not? Lubinda Lubinda



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Tu N'Es Qu'Un Numéro Bienvenu au SYSTÈMEà partir de maintenantta vie serait connueet transformé par des chiffresoù les êtres humains deviennent des chiffrescar ils sont les seuls porteurs de valeur! Ici, on ne te connaît pas sans ton N°tu étais où lorsqu'on est entréa l'époque numérique?t'as pas quand-même remarquéque tout a été transforméen forme numérique?ton numéro de téléphone,ta carte banquier, ta carte d'identitémême la maison dans laquelle tu habites! Hey, psst... arrêt de rêver'mon ami' on avait évolué avec le tempsnos vies sont maintenant dirigé par des chiffres

on a terminé avec cette histoire de ton nomtu ne comprends pasque lorsque tu es intégré au systèmeon n'a plus besoin de savoir ton nomen fait on s'en fichevas-y, donne moi le tien! Lubinda Lubinda



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Uncertainty After I draw my last breathand finally depart from this earthwhen the undertakerlays my body to restin peace in a casketand lowers it into the groundwould the soundof 'weeping and wailing'be that of lament orit would be a sound of content? What would the pastor saywhen he'd finally stand up and pray?would the songs sang reflectthe gloomy nature of the moodor they'd all be cheerful and goodand pleasing to the ear?or hurtful to hear?on that fateful daywhat would people say

about me when I'm gone?will they even take time to mournbecause I'd have met my intimely end? I know there'll be no dry eyewhen i die, but when they cry,will they cry tears or sorrowor will the tears that stream

down their faces be tears of joy? Pardon me for being so pessimisticbut, it's uncanningand often times mind bogglingand a shocking revelation to learnthat the people youthought loved youactually resented you!and that uncertainty one carrieswith them to the grave!



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Uncompleted... Wondering in the darklooking for a sparkhe hopes that he could rekindlethe flame, that was left so feeblethe flame, that once gave himthe inclination to write! Dazed, confused and perplexedlike someone with their head in the cloudshe takes another peekat his dusty uncompleted manuscriptand he's traumatizedby an eerie silence in his mindbecause this time roundhe's got nothing more to write! But...he is nevertheless optimisticand tries to holds on to his penfor as long as he can

waiting for the moment whenhe'd feel inspired to write again! Lubinda Lubinda



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Unraptured HOW COULD IT BE?that I had been left unraptured?but then again!the basis of my theologywas based on nothing but liesI was one of those 'lukewarm christians' living in disguiseplaying church on sunday,but living like the devilmonday to fridaybut hey, hey, HEY!before you judge me,you should knowthat I kept the sabbath!AND SHOULDN'T THAT COUNT FOR SOMETHING?

Like many of my peersI was drinking all sorts of beerssimply because I could pick and pay for them!mixing and matching themlike a chemist

even the ones with no name!I was looking for the nextgreatest highbut, I couldn't seethe face of The Most High!He said: we are calledto be the temple of Godbut I was too busy

buying castle lagarsfor the world!often times too stonedto realize that the stonethat the builder rejectsturns out to be the most important one of them all! I was so sureof my salvationthat I ignorantlymisquoted



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the scripture;'upon this Martin on the rocksi shall build my churchand the gates of hellwill not prevail against it! Its pathetic how I thoughti'd have all the time in the worldto repent!Because every other sundayour pastor wouldremind usof the nearness of the Bridegroom's return!and ask us to repentit became like a routineto me that I began to doubt whether Christ was ever coming back! Often times I wouldsit in church almost dozinglistening to the pastor preachhe'd read a portion of scripture which stated;'one day the graveshall be rolled over,

and the dead in Christshall rise first,and then we who are alive,shall be caught up in the airto meet the Lord' It sounded so unrealisticthat I hissed it away

like the serpentas I began to questionthe bible!and I eventuallyleft the churchbecause I couldn't handleall the talk about a saviourwho might or might nevercome back! Two years and three months later



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while having lunch with a friendhe just mysteriously vanished,dissappeared right in front of mehe seemed to have been vapopurized or somethingbut, his clothes and accessorieswere left lyinging on his seathe left me second guessingwhat on earth could have happened to him? I tried in vain to look for him,but i never found him!two minutes later, I recieveda call from a friendand he asked meif I had seen the report on CNN'apparently thousandsworldwide were reportedmissing in unexplainedcircumstances! 'police and scientists were still investigatingwhether this was indeeda mass alien abduction!

Violence soon broke out in the streetsand nutorious gangs rose to powermost goverments had been toppledbecause the police forcehad been weakenedby the incidentthere were also open riotsin the streets of angry mobs

who wanted to knowwhat happenedto their relatives The UN called this a yet another global emergencythat was to be treatedwith the uttermost urgencyand the international communitywas to convene for a meetingwith the remaining heads of statesto forge a way forward



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for the world From the meetingit was decidedthat a new identificationsystem was to be establishedand made mandatoryeveryone was to recievea number in their right handwhich was to identify themno one was allowedto buy or sell without itlet alone recieve anyhumanitarian aid! Totalitarian governmentswere set up in most nationsand dictators soon rose to powerin attempt to enforce the new identification systemand ensure the distributionof national resourcesit was later statedthat all those who didn't receive the new identification system were to be killed!

Its funny how you quicklyrealize that a key to a mansheart is through his stomachwhen food starts to be rationedand controlled by the stateand you haven't eatenin three days

In attempt to go outin search of a meali was stoppedand arrested by some law enforcers who asked mewhy i was not havethe new id

just as i was about to bearrested and taken in toa nearby slaughter house,I woke up in in the church



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only to find the preacher concluding his sermonsaying: 'one day a pastor will utterhis very last call to the alterand he would ask peopleto repent before it was too late!So if the Lord has convicted youcome forth and receive salvation' terrified by what I had seenin my dreamI quickly rushed to the alterand asked God to forgive me! Lubinda Lubinda



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Valentine This valentine's,I wanted to sunrise you,so, I reserved a table just for two,so that I could be alone with you, Eager and burning with desire,I went ahead & ordered the most expensive wine,in a chic little French restaurant,where we were going to dine, Finally, I got you,a beautiful array of roses,

just so that you could keep as a souvenir,I even got the musician there,to play us a special love song,as we'd dance all night away,I figured you would be exhausted,at the end of the day,so, I decided to give you a treat,two days stay in a luxurious hotel suite,

and booked us a room for two! In my mind I didn't mind,after all, it was money well spent,because it was all for you,so when all this was finally done,I got my phone,rang you, but you couldn't hear the tone,

because, it was switched off,you were on a date with someone else! So, I guess I'll be spending valentine's all alonebecause i was too late! Lubinda Lubinda



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Walls (Ex-Introvert's Story) Growing upas a shy & quiet personI've always wantedto live in tranquilityso, I picked my spotin the corner of a little citywhere everyone lived isolated livescocooned behind four walls! It was a quiet & lonely placebut, despite the solitudeI, nevertheless felt securebehind all the concreteneither did I feel the needto know personally the personwho lived on the other side! I had built myself a fortressthat kept me protectedfrom the outside world

and the only interactionI had with itwas an occasional:'hellos and goodbyes'and ironically I claimedto know everyone quasi-perfectly! It's not that I hated people

It's just that I was scared of thembut, one can only live this wayfor a little whilebecause, sooner or latereven a cocooned caterpillarmust come out of it's cocoonand likewise, a man can't hide foreverBECAUSE, NO MAN IS AN ISLAND! Lubinda Lubinda



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Words Immortalize You Echoes of your powerful,steady-still but stern wordssent swift soft ripplespast my earand down my spineportraying you as a mothera voice of reason.amidst many heartsstill engulfed in racial bitterness,rage & angerthey soothed a nation's temper An activist, in your own rightyour words brought peaceand justicethey taught us how to loveand respect one anotherI remember you notfor the multiple appauses nor,the numerous standing ovations

you receivedbut for the noble causeyou faught for Bearing nothing but,the simple sophisticationof wordsyou single handedly

carried a nation's soulinterpreting their feelingsteaching them equalityyou empowered us allto live together in harmony My heart laments the factand that we will never againhear such lyrical perfectionMaya, May your words immortalize youtaking you onto higher ground



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as the angels carry youpast the pearly gatesand into the promised land! Lubinda Lubinda



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Writer's Burden Words slowly oozelike blood from the bruiseof my dripping penand just like a maidenfeeling a little guiltyafter she's just losing her puritymy sheets are also crimson red! My soul is laddenedand heavily burdenedbecause, I've lost somethingso dear to meI've lost my abilityto write! You see...Its a strange predicamentfor one to find themselves inbecause, I can remember a timewhen my words

carried with them such a melodious rhymethat my lines were said to havea measure of lyrical perfectionbut, now everythingI seem to jot downis full of imperfections So it's with a heavy heart

that I toss my peninto my old refuse binas I say goodbye to artfor there in it, lies alsomy silent thoughtsthat had never seenthe light of daybecause, I thoughtno one would wantto hear them anywayand I put together with



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tattered wordsI once murmuredas I they it all away! Hands in the airin total surrenderI lay down my pen downas I wonder,if could this could be the end? Over and over againI think to myself:could one ever recoverfrom all this painand recapture their joyfrom a feeling so hollowand full of sorrowbecause my heart had sunkeninto a state of deep despair! Lubinda Lubinda

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