#ApieceofMindArt

In the middle of nowhere..  I lock myself inside torned tent..  Without hesitation in silence I meditate.. I look at myself against the mirror ..  Only to see my image shading tears of both pain and of fear  Horrible memories rander my mind..  As tears race down my eyes..  Cries of helpless dying children fill my ears.. My heart filled with pain..  Pain which has no gain..  For once I was a citizen of a great nation..  But now I seek refuge from Unknown destination..  Try my shoe..  Shoe of being homeless  Shoe of having no family  Shoe of pain..  Shoe of rejection..  Shoe of loneliness..  Shoe of illness..  Shoe of hunger..  Shoe of cravings..  Cravings for peace,love and harmony..  I still hang on the little rope of hope.. Because I see a dim light at the end of the tu...

           For so long tumekuwa tukished tears of both pain and of fear. For so long tumekuwa tukifight for what is right by God's might.. For so long tumekuwa engulfed in the darkness... Hadi hatuna voice.. Juu tuko speechless talkless hadi kwa society.. Wamekuwa wakitu judge en yet kwa  life yetu hawana content.. Hadi tuki stand tall tuna fall.. Juu tumekaziwa life kisimiti.. Heri hata yule mfungwa wa kamiti... Tumekuwa pinned kwa ground.. Painful as it sounds.. As if tuko Betrayed kwa society.. As if wametake advantage ya yetu loyalty... Wamechukua advantage juu wanadhani hatuna ile courage... Ya ku STEP OUT.. juu wanadhani hatuwezi ji manage.. Ni kaa wamesahau ile methali ya "usione simba kanyeshewa ukadhani ni paka " Pia haraka Haraka haina baraka.. En God's time is the best so Hatuna haraka.. Na kuteleza si kuanguka.. That's why tunainuka. Na ku STEP out from that life ambayo inafanya sir God ashed tears.. Of both pain...