Before I go back to clay

 

Sent an apology to my moxie the other day

One who said he'll begin last May 

Procrastination till now, it's done; nay

Only hope I'll have done it right by then 

Really hope it'll be okay by then 

When I go back to clay

Inquisitive of my own ideas 

Gauging everything with my end that nears 

Brings suffering; chains of fear

Seemingly weak to even break through 

My hopes it be great when I'm through 

Before I get back to clay

Inquisitive of who I serve 

Thirst for mint, all I want to have

Obsessed with wealth, no empath

Only hope I'll be in the right path by then

When I go back to clay

I'm a loner, everything default

I'm to be blame, it's all my fault

Silence, not social; termed it maturity

I'm a shadow, call it dark maturity

My only hope I be fine 

Before I  get back 

When I finally go back to clay...

© amimoh

Njinga

 

Njinga 

Hold a sword and shield in war and you'll be the next Luanda Magere

Put your life on the line for the ones you rule, be detained, maybe we'll have Kapenguria seven 

But there's a name they give to those who rule from hearts 

To them who does it all against oppression, without fear their voices be heard

There's one they call Njinga 

Queen Njinga 

The greatest history maker ruled her people on the west

The greatest African queen settled for equality and nothing less

Difficulties makes one stronger; lost family, lost child, lost sister that's her life 

Sacrifices keep you in power; slaughtered niece and brother; not less, that's it 

The story of Njinga 

Queen Njinga  

The ruthless claws of colonialism scratched 

Families taken to their fields to work and suffer, no pay

It's what Njinga fought for 

This is what made Njinga known 

Ruthless and persistent she did it all in form 

An army merely a fraction of the oppressors still won 

The story of Njinga 

Queen Njinga. 

Lead our oppressors to a common war and we'll win

Be like Njinga, the strength of the hearts will always win

A ruler not for herself but for the people 

One for which peace is now part of the west, that's Njinga

That's queen Njinga...

© amimoh 

I blame you, yes you

 

I blame you 

It was a norm 

Origin not known, reasons unknown

I heard it all from my room

I was only ten, but I could understand, I heard it all 

Never had to ask why, I understood it all

Now we're alone, not sign of you at home 

And I blame you, only you 

Called you a father for long

Never put out the cluster, not for a toll

Mere misunderstandings, you argued, like I was never there at all

I heard everything you said, broke me to near fall

Hurts like claws, times I wish I remember not

And guess what, I still blame you

I blame you

Forget about about us, remember not the days

Come not into my life again, I don't need you 

Mum is okay, atleast happy without you

No quarrels at night, complete harmony, she has great attitude

Only hits hard, when I remember the tears you made her shed 

Only hurts as much when I remember the father mere situations changed 

The one I blame

I blame you...

© amimoh

© amimoh 

Let's Dance

 

Dark specs, braided hair, a bookworm with rather dark skin tone 

Ella let's dance 

Make my dreams come true, let's dance 

Place your palm on my heart, feel the heartbeats 

Look straight into my eyes, see the love pits 

Let's dance Ella, let's dance

I'm dancing with you in my dreams Ella

Your dance, amazing, wish we do it forever

Elegance, beauty; all that in your eyes

Try closing your eyes, you'll feel me 

Try placing your palm on my heart, you'll feel me

Let's dance Ella, let's dance 

Tell your admirers the heart is mine, they can take in your cologne 

Tell them we dance with our eyes closed, that's how much it hits (so much beyond measure) 

I'm dancing with the best, no regrets, none 

We're doing it with our eyes closed, it's fun

So dance with me Ella 

Let's do it with our eyes closed, let's dance

Dance with me... 

© amimoh

Unzip me

 Unzip me 

Unzip me, let me show you something

Unzip me, let me tell you something

The world has burnt me down, let me show you

A different version of me on the inside, let me show you 

Unzip me, just do it 

It's burning me on the inside

I'm pretending but I'm going down, trust me it's a slide

There's a face of me you would wanna see, I no longer hide

Trust me there's part of me completely burnt out, not of plea

Just unzip me, try it you'll see 

A candle burns inside me, it's hurting

A mantle of regrets and sorrow, it's hurting

A version of me shaped without letting others see, bloody 

I'm a new one, unzip me and see

I'm remade, unzip me and see

Unzip me... Unzip me 

© amimoh

Had you walked away...

 

Simp

Simp

A million stares at red flags but you ignored

Friends told you to exit but insisted you wanted more, like something good would come out of it, called you a simp 

Cheated on masculinity, stooped so low for what to her was just a mere dream

Only wonder why she never told you, trust me you would've walked away

For a simp who loved so dearly, atleast you deserved a good deed

For a simp who loved so dearly atleast you deserved a heart like yours (one in need of genuine love) 

Obsession made you not to run, now it hurts

Some say you deserve it, that's how simps learn

For a simp like you, hope it hurts more 

I hope cry your heart out. Simp! 

© amimoh

Not Dead Yet

 

Not dead yet 

That's no guard 

It's not a ghost, nor a spirit

It's her cries, her world taken away 

Cries of the loved ones they robbed her

She's not crazy, not dead yet

Just confused 

Six months lone time in this haunted house, she's a new model 

Buried both parents in what kindred told her was a rare disorder

Rejected by everyone, termed her contagious and deadly (some said she'll also die soon, like she had the disorder already) 

She's not crazy, she's not sick (not even dead yet)

Just confused

All the efforts of the family to give her that life 

All the criticism in school after the death painted it all white 

Now mourns in the dark haunted house 

Stays alone, only the spirits keep her close 

Staring at the graves of the parents, hoping for answers

She's not crazy 

She's not dead yet

Just confused

Somebody please rescue Carmilla

She believes humans can't be trusted

Can't associate with anyone, not interested

Say she'll protect the house dear to her, nurse the graves of the only people who loved her

Claims she's not crazy

Very sure she's not dead yet

Just confused...

© amimoh