Heart blended- yeah!
I love the snow flakes
Make me a Popsicle
Perhaps melt me in one
Freeze me in one
I love how senseless it feels
More like how void it flows
That’s what I call life
No particular destination
But a definite definition
I’m living it!
Walking through the rain
Rising from the snare
Can’t stand the pain
But you came as a spare
Dragging me out of the crowd
You took away the terrors of the night
A shield of comfort
An armor of hope
A reflection of faith
Threw down that rope
Over and over
Proofing that I could be more
Definitely more I am
It was my first time on the plane and I loved every bit of it.
I started from Accra, Ghana way up to Fairbanks, USA. Four flights in all- Accra to Washington DC, Washington DC to Detroit, Detroit to Seattle and Seattle to Fairbanks. I left Ghana on Wednesday at 11:45pm and arrived in Alaska on Friday at 12:05am. Yeah! It was a long trip and I’m still surprised I made it home finally.
I’d love to talk about every detail of the trip but trust me, we don’t have all the time for that so just my focus- two or three lines about the clouds.
In the Air
I’ve always been so captivated by nature and what I saw is amazingly indescribable. I don’t know how many people pay attention to the clouds but I did and it was amazing.
In one phrase, it looked like a transparent glass overlaid with mountains and valleys of icing.
That was the most amazing thing I’d ever seen and honestly, I will let you in on anything else as amazing as that immediately I find one.
This may not be the best travel post but this is my heart poured out and I enjoyed it.
Thanks for reading!!!
I know I haven’t been true to you
I know I haven’t been the kind of person you need me to be
In fact, if there is something I’m trying to be it is you
But the wave of emotions
And the rage of time eaters
And the undeniable circumstances you are fully aware of
Will not give me that opportunity
You know that my efforts are matchless
Just to make you proud is my aim
Well, at least I hope I haven’t let you down too much
My brains are restless
My nights are thoughtless
Just because I know that there are millions of people
Who may not make it if I fail to be you
There’s just one request
Don’t make me focus too much on you
That it may end up being all about you
Instead of involving those out there
I love you
But I love others too
So while allowing me to be you
Remind me that I need to be there for others
Love, Your Self
Enslaved by the very people who try to Steal my Culture
Sold to me False Hope and made my Fellow Men Hate each other cos they Feared my Nature.
Well I stand Proud today and I say to Them,
Yes am Black
So black is my DNA
Black is my roots
Black is my Mother and Father
Black is the Melanin that makes me Supernatural
Black is the universe that am connected to
Black is the soul am connected to
Black is the state God was in, until he said let there be light
Black is the colour I seen in my Mother’s womb
Black is the supreme colour, all colours come from black
Black is the sky that reflects the stars at night
I am Black and I am proud,
Black don’t Crack
By: Benjamin Oteng
via Daily Prompt: Trance
One of the scariest things I’ve ever experienced is sitting behind my laptop and having no idea what alphabet to type let alone words. It’s like hanging over a cliff and screaming “hand me a rope, anybody, just grab me a rope”. Reason? Such makes me question if I really am the writer I thought I was. Man, it takes hours of a trance to get a grip on that!