Monday 23 August 2010

FREE AT LAST

from the borders of eritrea
to the oceans of newfoundland
my ancestors were bound
in balls and chains



great men they were
dragged aalong like animals
to a land that remained foreign to them

crossed the seas and oceans
and the oppressors whipped their buttocks
and spat on their faces
was there something wrong with their colours?
or was it the way they said their names?

why were this men evil and wicked?
was this man's inhumanity to man ?
why were they hated so ?
had someone sold them off for a bottle of coca-cola and a mirror?

how so can you treat them this way
babies, and children , the aged and the sick
men and women as bold and
beautiful as any of God's creation?


shackles as necklaces
cuffed they all were
in a single file as common animals
my ancestors were humiliated


from the bonds of depression
and the decades of oppression
in capacitated against their wills
my ancestors were sold to slavery

dragged round about the world
it was unreal

oceans and miles apart
a change of names they were given
some were separated at bay
a breastfeeding baby away from it's mother


in tears they worked
under the scorching sun , they persevered
some day , that day would come

the fields they ploughed till they wearied
at night they were fed stale bread and water
but they dare not leave
lest they get a bullet in the skull


the world was in bondage
they had to break the shackles of oppression
and chains of slavery
some day ,they will be free again
one day , any day , that day they will step foot on free land

and then one man fought so hard
for the abolition of slavery
in the end, he triumphed

and then suddenly the doors flunge wide open
the free breeze against their faces
alas, the sweet smell of freedom
free from all oppression
from the evil and vices of men

in deed- they were and are free
free spirtied
free born

finally , they were free - FREE AT LAST !!!

to commemorate the International Day for the Remembrance of the Slave Trade and its Abolition.

(C)
copyright protected 23/08/2010

Tuesday 17 August 2010

IN MY DARKEST MOMENT

In my darkest moment
In my deepest thoughts
When all seems lost
And hope so so far away

When my faith dwindles
And my heart crumbles
When all seems so elusive
When my world becomes bleak

When the fig tree withers
And the sun sheds tears as scarlet
When the moon doesn’t wax or wane no more
And refuses to guide my path at night

When life deserts me
And friends forsake me still
When the going gets tough
And my heart be troubled

When my eyes build up a well of tears
My nose runneth freely
I will always life up my eyes
And remember your promise

IN MY DARKEST HOUR
I WILL SEE YOUR LIGHT

IN MY DEEPEST THOUGHTS
I WILL REMEMBER YOUR PROMISES

AT MY LOWEST
YOU WILL LIFT ME UP

WHEN I AM WEAK
YOU WILL BE MY STRENGTH

WHEN I CAN’T MOVE ON
I KNOW YOU WILL HOLD MY HANDS
AND LEAD ME ON ----

FROM the archives of JOURNEY INTO THE UNKNOWN
XIMENA 10

Sunday 8 August 2010

the journey into the unknown( your spirit takes flight)

Your spirit has left your earthly body
Your earthly life, over
The phase completed
You move on to the next phase
And your spirit continues its celestial journey
To journey to life eternal
A journey to be sojourned by every pilgrim
That ever walked the earth
That path we all must tread
While on earth you followed the path of light
You saw the way
Knew the truth and got the life
The life eternal
Now as you continue the journey
May you find favours with the angels
And may your spirit take its flight on this beautiful course
The course of life eternal
May light perpetual shine upon you
Your light will never grow dim
He will keep his angels charge over you
Your memories we shall forever keep
Pictures hung on the wall, phones, wallets and in our hearts
Heaven has its angel back
Earth just lost a treasure
Safe flight
Fare thee well
Good night sweet dreams
For I am assured you will wake up in the morning