Wednesday, November 14, 2012
I just wanted to love you
Oh how I wanted to show you what true love really is.
Keep you safe in my arms.
Shelter you from all the weapons known on this earth.
Oh how I wanted you to be the king of my castle.
Father of my children.
President of my many hearts.
How I wanted to wrap my love around you.
Introduce you to a world of endless mind BLOWing conservations.
I want to take you to the moon and back.
I wanted to introduce you to the Lord.
Help you get up when the rest of the world watched you fall.
I was ready to let you take the lead role.
Make you a MAN.
A MAN people would write about in history.
I wanted to be by your right side.
Give up my career to help you develop yours.
Help you swim in the deepest oceans.
Sail across the world with you.
Kiss you like I'll never see you again.
Soak you in wealth and endless possibilities.
Give you something to ease your stress,Make sweet love to you.
Oh how I wanted to help you become a man of standards.
Principle.
Class.
A diamond in the sky.
A Man of honor.
Introduce you to my mother,to a world of royalty.
I wanted to feed you.
Help you dig up your greatest talents.
Help you grow.
I wanted to help you grow an empire for our grandchildren and for those that were to come after them.
I wanted to help you build up your account.
Do for you what Nelson did for the people.
Don't get me wrong,I didn't want to change you.
Never did I ever compare you.
Never wanted to upgrade you like B wanted to upgrade J.
I just wanted to make you mine.
I just wanted to simply love you.
There's a war taking place in my mind...
There's a war taking place in my mind.
Turn down these voices in my head.
Kill these evil thoughts.
Destroy these images of the past that roam around leaving scars of pain,fear ,insecurities and loneliness.
There's a war taking place in my mind,and the only thing my body needs
Is...a simple hug.
Monday, November 5, 2012
Drunk on Sands of Time
Drunk on Sands of Time
I've studied my life in slow motion
equipped with photos in frames
Read love letters so poignant
from fellows I can't even name
I've drank the best of brandy
full to the rim with no seam
Goblets of wine called the living
tasting the grapes 'til insane
I've danced a million dances
solved a thousand wars
Wore a hundred hats
but still I long for more
Mother, worker, child
lover sweet as silk
Warrior, champion, loser
the milk's not soured yet
I've watched death be swallowed
life brought in this world
Nursed the aged bitter
held the child scared
Went from rags to riches
kissed the frog that croaked
Studied human nature
slipped the hanging rope
Yet though stretched and tired
form weaving edges frayed
I'll circle, loop and pull the thread
to live this life again
For there's another chapter
another glass of wine
Blue or gray skies swallow me
I'm drunk on sands of time
Marcia Schechinger
I've studied my life in slow motion
equipped with photos in frames
Read love letters so poignant
from fellows I can't even name
I've drank the best of brandy
full to the rim with no seam
Goblets of wine called the living
tasting the grapes 'til insane
I've danced a million dances
solved a thousand wars
Wore a hundred hats
but still I long for more
Mother, worker, child
lover sweet as silk
Warrior, champion, loser
the milk's not soured yet
I've watched death be swallowed
life brought in this world
Nursed the aged bitter
held the child scared
Went from rags to riches
kissed the frog that croaked
Studied human nature
slipped the hanging rope
Yet though stretched and tired
form weaving edges frayed
I'll circle, loop and pull the thread
to live this life again
For there's another chapter
another glass of wine
Blue or gray skies swallow me
I'm drunk on sands of time
Marcia Schechinger
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Life without my king.
Teenage life without a father.
Life has thrown me with millions of stones but the hardest stone was aimed straight at my heart and indeed it hit home and it hit hard.I had to learn how to stand up again,dust off the dirt,rumors,gossip,the laughs,the comments and the pain then get up and deal with life and living without a father! Its been four years now but it seems as though it was just lastnight when my dad last tucked me into bed but now I lay in bed not knowing where my father places his head at night and even still I continue to wonder if he thinks of me,does he get flash backs of how life was when he was still around,does he dream of me and the great family that we had.
Thousands of South African teenagers have fallen victim to living without a father because of death,divorce and simply irresponsible men that forget that they've planted seeds in the wombs of women that they may have"once upon a time"loved.
Shout out to all the mothers raising their children alone,we salute you,respect you,love and appreciate you but 1 parent cannot take over the role of the another. My mother can't walk me down the isle,she can't negotiate ama lobolo wami,she can't teach my little brother how to shave!!! These are the roles of a father and even though she tries to cover up the gaps(which she's doing very well) I still want to be hugged by the masculine arms of a man I once called "daddy".
I don't believe in the saying"everything happens for a reason" if everything really happens for a reason why are millions of us still living without our fathers?.Time has not healed my broken wounds but maybe someday(I hope its someday soon) I'll learn to accept that things just don't work out the way they should.
Shout out to all teens living without a father. Learn to appreciate your uncles,brothers,grandfathers and all those men that have taken the role of being a father figure in your life and don't forget that even though your earthly father many not be around,there's a heavenly father that loves you unconditionally and will never leave your side.
Xxxxxx-large kisses Thabi.M
Life has thrown me with millions of stones but the hardest stone was aimed straight at my heart and indeed it hit home and it hit hard.I had to learn how to stand up again,dust off the dirt,rumors,gossip,the laughs,the comments and the pain then get up and deal with life and living without a father! Its been four years now but it seems as though it was just lastnight when my dad last tucked me into bed but now I lay in bed not knowing where my father places his head at night and even still I continue to wonder if he thinks of me,does he get flash backs of how life was when he was still around,does he dream of me and the great family that we had.
Thousands of South African teenagers have fallen victim to living without a father because of death,divorce and simply irresponsible men that forget that they've planted seeds in the wombs of women that they may have"once upon a time"loved.
Shout out to all the mothers raising their children alone,we salute you,respect you,love and appreciate you but 1 parent cannot take over the role of the another. My mother can't walk me down the isle,she can't negotiate ama lobolo wami,she can't teach my little brother how to shave!!! These are the roles of a father and even though she tries to cover up the gaps(which she's doing very well) I still want to be hugged by the masculine arms of a man I once called "daddy".
I don't believe in the saying"everything happens for a reason" if everything really happens for a reason why are millions of us still living without our fathers?.Time has not healed my broken wounds but maybe someday(I hope its someday soon) I'll learn to accept that things just don't work out the way they should.
Shout out to all teens living without a father. Learn to appreciate your uncles,brothers,grandfathers and all those men that have taken the role of being a father figure in your life and don't forget that even though your earthly father many not be around,there's a heavenly father that loves you unconditionally and will never leave your side.
Xxxxxx-large kisses Thabi.M
Friday, August 10, 2012
Closure
Prayed that you and I might be together.
Thought it was written in the stars and
Engraved in the skies.
That you and I could grow old together.
SKIN
I live in this skin covered with confidence and soaked in love from within.I live in this skin and these scars all over my temple are filled with memories of those childhood days and my childish ways.
I live in this skin, therefore I am this skin! It has been burnt dark by the african sun that reminds me daily of my being,who I am! acne scared face reminding me of my teenage insecuritiesnd tried to heal with chemicals created by the white man but nothing helped because I had to learn to love myself from within!
I live in this skin,this skin which is the same tone as my mothers,her beauty spreads across my face as I look into the mirror and see her in me.
This skin oooooooh I live in this skin! Its been gently touched,warmed by midnight kisses and cuddled against the skin of a dark man with beautiful black skin.A dark skinned man I thought I could call my own but clearly he instead was attracted by this skin and what lived outside it and chose not to dance to the music created by my heart!
This skin is beautiful! It may not be what the world wants it to be but it is mine and I am thankful,for I am blessed to live in this skin! It covers and protects me! It is my certified stamp of uniqueness! God designed and tailor made it to fit me n' me alone! Oh how blessed am I! Skin you are loved! Oh yes you are adorned .You stretch with me as I grow! You are my armor against the world.My 1st Home,My warmth when all seems cold! And even though you may crack and burn at times,you will forever remain my skin because I LIVE in this skin!
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