TIGblogs - sternly K Simon's TIGBlog http://Sternly.tigblog.org/ What's on the minds of young leaders from around the globe? en-us Blunderers http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/3711091 All the silliestnbsp;
stumbling s come of our sticking to
too trival illusions

Distinctivenbsp;

voice withnbsp;
animated contentnbsp;
is a treenbsp;

Blinking

light can not but run
i may survivenbsp;
in your staringnbsp;
where else?

Solitude

burst out from the cube of 2010
life is not at all square
sharp four corners resemblenbsp;
painnbsp;
love
hate
peacenbsp;

Comfortnbsp;

spirit to look up ahead down the road
coined up we remain mazed up
what has 2011 got to offer

transitionnbsp;

of eating an omelet to cheesenbsp;
what a taste of life when we
do not have it in the palms of our hands
except the blunders we made last year





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]]> Sat, 08 Jan 2011 03:01:00 -0500 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/3711091 Memories to a Smile http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/5033375 You ask if I smile,
when I think think think of you
But truth is
I don't think of you, not much at all
But memories are treasures in my chest
Stored

Stories of childhood in far away places
(not physically, but in the way souls are carved
-or are souls moulded?
Is something added or taken away?)
The appreciation of a drifting car with subtle
love overtones Calm
Appreciation gained that
I would never have realized on my own
Food shared from a plate.
We all eat, yet even in
this people try to keep themselves
separate

Or maybe its just my culture.
Sandals chewen from a dog. Unusual sticky.
Unexpected Uberous Understanding
(and yes its a word, I looked it up)
Poetry. Real. That speaks for itself.
Playing with a wide-eyed child, that once or twice
oozed into liquid sex
morphed into highschool jerk
turned into trusted friend.
alternating electricity
AV and whats the other one?
Or does it (he) really change?
It's just electrons.

Maybe its just the way we (I) see it.
And so confusion
Which I don't mind
(or that's what the Buddhists tell us anyway)
But now what do I say?
Guarded stranger
Or open friend
Don't really mind rejection
(if an open heart can even be rejected.
It's just the closed ones
Walls used to prod poke bleed inward
But no walls - no weapons!

- - - enlightenment)

Just confusion. Want all to be happy
But what is appropriate here?
So smile? -no.
Just a memory,
strung like pearls,
(imperfect though, not perfect ones)
And a moment's inspiration to write.
]]> Fri, 25 Jun 2010 04:06:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/5033375 music elements http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/5033377 he said;

acoustic strumming strings break
are you the bass drum beat in my chest
the off drums snare
Crescendo in ma heart
harmonics of piano sound is in your voice whisper
is it percussion

she replied;

strobelite of seduction is the calypso
the tonic is me
intertwined in broken chords
of your staccato tune of our rhythmic love
but you are melodious wind chimes down down down
my dear that tingling is crescendo

he said;

if i said i love you saxophone
would you say um a sextuple meter
tempo indicating vivaciousness in my eyes looking at you
melody of my voice could be modulated fermaaata
written in violin chords of a love note 2u
chorus melody of us legato

she said;

boy i hear your orchestra
musical elements of your love for me
overwhelming expression of feelings on a tambourine
you learned to get me dancing to your gong (tam-tam)
lyrics of your beautiful compliments in soprano
if you are proposing um sayin YES with a French Horn
over my mezzosoprano voice you will hear viola strings

he said;

my voice can be mellower than the dramatic baritone
my hands are softer than Albonini's Adagio
come let me be with you, like music of the baroque
we will compose our acapella in romanticism
musical elements, the likes of Antonin Dvorak and Franz Liszt

]]> Fri, 07 May 2010 10:05:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/5033377 no woman no cry http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/5033379

recently shadows...of death come count tease me

i drooled last night check my bed sheets..

counter clockwise ... rewind incidents of devastation

devotion that than come count tease me

i love you too or true...more than tears teasing me

fear than drew near than the walls of jericho

returning back what than did belong to flesh...

ravag3d away by alcohol and cigarettes

i slowly seep the waters of a dead than gone well

windmill stop turning...whilst i halted left or right



lately...the turbine is turning

stirring sternly my cup of tea which we drank from simulatenioulsly

before the sermon on beliefs and faith...in our

used to be ... knot wont break... come May come Will

forget each other and move on

to the world of remembrance neither will 3mbrace

missing mom3nts thine dined n wined ... in full swing



bett3r i r3m3ber b3tty bought som3 butt3r

in full mood swing who than thought

i'd loos3 control...of my 3mancipation

consciousnesses that than brought fear and nightmares

i can't get no sleep at 9t

terror dwell-ed within unleashing the animal in me

who am i ... considering facts and parables..



here is a story about how words can be dramatic...

sarcastic to the humor un-uttered neither by them nor me

scenes are sceneries of the drama in our lives

i leave here before ... fun began to diverge

to lost focus

on reality X2

tiresome building upon laziness

i couldn't visualize other than my shadows

scaring me to bits



finally reconciliation stepped in

before your advice as a friend

no woman no cry

no sex i cry...figure
]]> Sat, 13 Mar 2010 11:03:00 -0500 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/5033379 wen i get out http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/5033381 you dont know who is a black child ...
nor the last name dat utters simon says
hav u ever imagined a friend
of whom you dont understand
where he is from
what he has done
why he did the things
he did
perhaps
reckoned the fact that he is dying
a slow painful death
from a sickness un-confirmed
or from an internal internal injury....
mataphor 360 degrees
full circle of a life of a man, boy enough
like me to tell you
or you dont get it
when already i have said it
running away slowly from the undenied death
of sickness
coz life is all about leaving it
or rather die living the life

when i get out ...
when i get out...

listening to sister over the phone
tell me facts of life
.....................................
by sms
by mms
by VOIP....voice over internet protocol

its like a painted art piece...by van gogh
should i get the picture of what i am
goin through
what i have been through
only then u can say
u child of a saint "saya faham..."

um alone in the corner of 2009 to 2010
next to a rope um goin to hang my self
with

positive
or
negative

i got friends
there are my enemies so "bob marley" said quote
i got family
there are straight up
it hurts like a sharp needle of a tailor man
who made ma life God
carpenter was Joseph father of Jesus .. miracle birth
Sheppards witnessed

Jesus

when i get out
when i get out

that will be it
um not suicidal...
but love for sex done killed me
thy should noe when um gone ... autopsy
i had a lot of dreams ... to leave for

wen i get out
when i get out
wen i get out

they will cum true after live ....
satan and his demons
yet ba
i brought it all on to me
i cry
yet ba
i weep with no lash strikes...on my backside

wen i get out

it shall be sorrow...
wen i get out......out


]]> Mon, 28 Dec 2009 03:12:00 -0500 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/5033381 And And http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339161 stop and wait and slow down
pause and halt and hold down
relax and meditate and calm down
behave and respect and bow down

at an instance of your life
when you reckon all the rest
you ought have done
you had not done
you wasted God given time
forsaken your dear begotten family
walking in the path that was not paved for you
you are lost and cast upon washed away
rocks and hard shells of the ocean

stop and wait and slow down
pause and halt and hold down
relax and meditate and calm down
behave and respect and bow down

you traveled destination your mama and papa
had not dreamed for you
now i here you seat fellowship with your shadow
mimicking the way tree leaves sway with the wind
for you now decency is just another term
added hence forth to your vocab

stop and wait and slow down
pause and halt and hold down
relax and meditate and calm down
behave and respect and bow down

the majestic nothing compares to you
you were right and wrong describing you
halfcast, black and white to those who didn't know you
the inescapable truth of the definition of you
hypocrite was written this way so shall it be read
after i write this poem
many will be implicated and provoked
pretentious minds don't know their identity...
because of attention
sold your great mother built personality to bargain traders
traitors of a God child...
many used to love you, have you wonder why
they ceased that admiration

stop and wait and slow down
pause and halt and hold down
relax and meditate and calm down
behave and respect and bow down
]]> Fri, 16 Oct 2009 08:10:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339161 I search for you http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339163
A long look up to the sky
Searching for a little bit of my life
My stars don't answer
To light my way to your smile

Waves that fade from my eyes
To a legion of memories of you
They steal shapes from your face
Leaving sand in the silence
I search for you among dreams
The noise of the people

Wrap me up in a veil
I search for you flying in the sky

The wind has taken you away
Like an old handkerchief
And all I do is search and search
Through landscapes

I already know In such strange places
That I can't find you
I pursue you through any footprint
I draw you in a shadow
Footprints and shadows that fade away
Luck didn't come with me

]]> Sun, 23 Aug 2009 02:08:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339163 Next to the Opposite http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339165 Next minute I am here and the next I am gone
Most people think I am lonely but believe me I am just alone
Mother earth was happy and humanity was blessed when I was born
Well find me if you can and when u do I will throw you a bone
Don’t get too close, you can’t stand my thorns
disappear and reappear like a ghost
next thing you will be saying this the next will be that
everyone who heard what you said shall hold your words against you
if thats the way you will go around
when your sole intentions is to skim, use and cheat people
they found out and your lies caught up with you
and problems dare you to ever run away nor hide from them
That is how I live next minute I am here and
the other I fly away and disappear like a balloon.
]]> Tue, 09 Jun 2009 05:06:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339165 Suffering sisters of Africa http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339167 This piece you about to read is a recent e.mail i received 4rm my own sister. Perhaps you may think its poetry but its not, i've grown up to be this man but to tell the truth, i've never been moved and touched with such a message. So this goes to all my Suffering Sisters of Africa, you not alone God is watching.

I'm suffering
I am just struggling
with life.
Rite now I am expecting and staying
alone at home.
Even wen I'm sick I've no
one to ask 4 help.

I always cry and wish my mother was here
alive,esp.
wen I'm in pain and alone.
Hopefully she would help or just her
presence would make a difference.
She would never live to see my child
and that really pains me.
May be in the next world to come.

Anyway thats the way life goes,
we cant change it except to live with
hope for the better sum day.

'Education is the key to success', they say
Just stay focused in your education, my brother
with a
hope of being independent 2mrw.
Its a bit comforting at times
Suffering but being able, because we are capable
to give ourself the love know one can give us

]]> Sat, 21 Feb 2009 06:02:00 -0500 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339167 Vile http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339169 the arrogance elevated from what used to be known to be a person in you
deludes in-comprehensively the nature of the man you where bond to become
for your scornful smile is holding anger detained captive in you
in the name of Satan Lucifer son of the devil,
i swear,
when your hate is unleashed, it will be like hell fires
burning down serenity synonyms being tranquility will be ashes to dust
because this people can't stand the manifestation of your rudeness
it has abominated their shallow faith in God; what a vile humor
when you use vile language before the ears of their growing children
such is another vile slander for a grownup like you to be tolerated

how can you surrender a lie before the truth could be told
of your vile deeds and protruding mischievous behavior
in the same act, devious to all good
and the people you shall call your parents are perpetrators
following vandalism of your own future, deemed crazy in recognition
or perhaps mad insane,
vicious circle of sarcasm begins with you
cursing your mother and father, misfortune of an orphan

don't hate the world
it will see you until the bitter end
of your idea to tormenting and hurting the innocent Godly children of Israel
description of your kind comes close to the heartless syndicate of the merciless
and you don't care.
Shame following you like a shadow
righteousness building upon your wickedness like Tag Mahal
who said you are like a leaning Tower of Pisa in Rome
when you fall you will be miserable,
embarrassed for trying to conquer love with hate

Take a gaze around, none but a few pronounce you with envy
because many more like you have faded away like melanin of an albino
you don't intend to change my friend as though sins cannot be confessed
before his almighty, to be granted forgiveness is better than to be condemned
respect of a man comes with no pity, its earned
be a good person, is not that difficult like a nut that wont crack open...

by

Ras cy.....a.k.a Black Child




]]> Mon, 01 Dec 2008 08:12:00 -0500 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339169 humming http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/2141681 mama is late daddy i dnt knw
ooh ooh ooh ooh whoa ooh whoa
oh mine raggedy clothes paparazzi of me being an orphan
humming hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm
oh oh oh oh
oh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
mama is late daddy i dnt knw
hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm
]]> Mon, 24 Nov 2008 09:11:00 -0500 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/2141681 conquered death fear http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/2141683 upon lack of sanity there is only stupidity
which in our youthful society fast cars are the deity
whilst my breath gets sank within
none shall rebuke nor alter my doctrines
to the destiny i leaved for like a wise saint

yesterday my fate decreed that we may never see each other again
my friend
my family
and
my enemies
because death is our ineluctable fate
mesmerized to complete shut down of my single heart beat i yawn
prelude to our death
the car span in the middle of the road 3 to 4 times
hitting and crashing walls of the flyover to our last silent moment
hope then did not dwell in our hearts in that 4 seconds
visualizing my death that way, bravery couldn't bare to loose me, not yet

what would be my remembrance
in sweet harmonies playing hymns amazed to the grace
would that be sweet sound
That saved a wretch like me from the accident last night
and the other two Jah was taking with me
but no! by his grace perhaps that why i conquered death
to perpetuate and pursue my future behold in the hour glass of life

where time hands are still ticking um kicking
with ink in my pen, then give me paper
and i will write you a dear john letter
which you will weep infinite tears reading till better days come
you'll move on and so shall my memory live on in everyone who
knew me, saw me walk or drive by
when my irie soul spirit be thy gone via Broadway
subway to heaven crossroad to hell

would this be my last words before i die
upon lack of direction one is deemed lost in confusion
which no illusion is to be held captive in blame
whilst my cup gets full of all of this
we are living for,
worthless for death to just take as if he has the right to do so

would this be my last words before i die

"i conquered death, hence i fear it no more"
]]> Fri, 14 Nov 2008 09:11:00 -0500 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/2141683 Nothing left of it http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339171

Where it was all left off

In the dust of the desert that covered my doings

Wrong doings Evil doings

In the past of that disguised history

My history Your History



By the rust that corroded my metallic being

As hardcore defining masculinity of a man

Yes of a man not subtle macho to reality



Perhaps



Rumors of a model man will come off

Real like the picture of the universe portrayed

In marvelous walls; as great as the walls of Jericho

Preaching that shall come off …



Righteous to the where abouts

Of loveless community of beautiful forests

Where it was all left off

At sunrise that sun shines from the sunset

Looking with embrace to all full moons of the years passing with time



Gazing at shooting stars or

maybe rainbow colors in the midst of dewless atmosphere of my sorrows

All that is left off it

my own spirit inhaled to the last breath i had

alienated manners where is our good behavior and decency



honesty and trust

mutual respect and tolerance

that was there before Lucifer

where they used to be a lot of love they is lack of it...

and blooming of peace and happiness is nor more

it was goodness that was left off

and;

all that is left off it is sins



]]> Sat, 25 Oct 2008 09:10:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339171 Nothing at All http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339173 did you get that message 

which is not like an aphrodisiac 

with letters of the alphabert that wrote your zodiac 

that you dont believe in, its diverse metaphor still 

did you get that message

which is not like a sentimental gesture

with lack of chronological message line 

yet delivered to you and to me 

that was not coincidence anticipated okay

did you get that message 

which had rough like lines not rhymes 

with built in rapport with you 

on a sensible level to communicate killing the silence of the lamb

"quotes" and parables  of the message with no simile

did you get that message

which read not from the holy bible nor the koran

with words not much like love or hate

perhaps it was meant to be like a subtle whispher

in the darkest of your thoughts the message said,

"nothing at all"

 

]]> Tue, 23 Sep 2008 12:09:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339173 A Beautiful Poem http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339175 A beautiful poem was written
Uttered in a monophonic tone
Yet so lovely it tuned you to fall in sink with it
Turning you pink your favorite color
Yes the beholder had
A voice so enchanting, so tantalizing, you know
It evokes that incredible smile you withhold
From the poet himself
Liberating words from his saliva lubricated brown lips
Which caress the mood
Which does come not to go
Like the false clouds that gathered

Giving you empty promises of nice showers of
Love rain drops but in vain
No this poem is really a true dedication to you
For you, are a pleasant look
For its beautiful like the curves cure of you black woman
Adorably more than a few embrace its pure
Captivated message sanctioned to bring back compliments
In abundance to flatter you

Appealing sense of remedial poem for the ugly also,
Their beauty lies within treasured to be found
Rested in a red velvet fitted sheet, with
A nice silk yellow touch of patterns, blending
With pink, purple blue roses
Dressing her inside beauty, i hear
With inviting scent of an African woman

You are.
You have,
White angel like butterflies around your shoulders
Walking in an immaculately manner
You queen of Eden
You are a daisy blossom in spring, shine in summer
White snow in winter and come autumn

This beautiful poem shall not scribble anything from here…
Because the poet dread to see your beauty fall like
Dry leaves to the season
Of a brown carpet ground made of this leaves that seem
To resemble your caramel skin
Which make you look so beautiful still like this poem.



]]> Thu, 21 Aug 2008 11:08:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339175 our own unification http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339177 unification to rebuke is
our behavior that sway like grass;
so tall, yet so palatable

to the current of the wind in our dismay
we follow rivers of civilization
to plunge down to our low like
waterfall of Victoria
just no justification to forgo
our African roots
standing ovation, yet to be judged

over charges that cannot measure
how openly
we shall be rebuked for copying 1st world
culture plus "s"
equating to cultures as a result
our unification is subtracted none is left of it
all lost to the dried wells we drank from
a mouth full, with a calabash

the resemblance of our pride
glows more than
the sunlight on a summer day
it was never swallowed to pass down our throats

]]> Fri, 15 Aug 2008 12:08:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339177 Lie In The Truth http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339179 The

Truth is that, truth lies to tell off lies

The truth would not hurt if it was own its own

It seems lies hurt like the truth that was told

Or when it was not said, a lie said something, at least

And that’s where the name liar comes from

You see the truth witnessed all lies a liar could device

When the liar stand corrected by the truth

Just to make matters worse, of lies said before

The

Truth is, Lie and Truth are a syndicate

In conviction, "truth or dare"

Lie also known as blue lie, he is really

A true liar, conning in his own way

He got the truth to shamefully tell the truth

After he lied, only to be embarrassed

For the truth was already known,to be told

The

Truth is, to listen when the truth is telling us the whole truth

Guess the remain truth is possibly lies;

Funny huh, it seems we listen to both of them in either case

We’ll still listen so attentively to lie telling us lies

The

Truth is that, truth will set us free

Perhaps reality would object to that, i object too

Lies can bail the truth out, without a cent spent

Jail is not their place to be, i tell you

We have a room for each of them in us

And our claim contradicts to hate a liar…

When he is our accomplice to lie more and more

Where the truth does not reside

Lies stand afraid that the truth will come out one day

And the

Truth is, we never forget the truth like we wake up

when we are not dead

But since lies don’t have a good liar

They tend to forget the lie and lies of close relative lies

because the clan of lies is big, its a family tree

of cousin lie, cousin lie, cousin lie,

lie,

lie,

lie, lie, lie

this lies even have grandparents lie, so I hear

and their last name is pronounced “lie”

to end my poem here

before i delude your mind with my theory

lies are lies full stop.


]]> Wed, 30 Jul 2008 08:07:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/4339179 "Come" http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/2141685 i told i'll come
riding on a black stallion without a saddle
anchored by your real ... appeal concealed
on a chariot from ancient times
i shall surpass myself to enchant you
when i come or rather should i seem macho
"sensai" to what made me come here
karma sutra of my de javu


it happened!
I came on July 19th from a ship without a captain
from sea shore, i saw you from afar
looking incredibly immaculate
crafted only from the finest South African pine
for this thought was long embedded in mind
now the day has made it real
intriguing massive vibes never felt before
to the clouds to even turn and stare aroused
the morning sun burning candles for romance
we share,
as i come tapping and clapping hands
with my tip-toe shoes and
the ground grew a pure silk mood
to welcome sigh out of your way of pleasure
my affectionate attention


now i come...
dressed on my nice khaki skin suite
emanating pleasant smells of a true black man
fusion, with the air you'll breath when i'm close to come
a potion of my presence
will quench your thirst of missing me when um gone
i'll come again here were i belong
when i come trees falling leaves
skies hallowing clear remaining cloudless
time patiently waiting with you for me to come
i am coming, i am coming, just know that
like oceans spitting gallons of water its a flood on the land
and you will be soaking wet in the rain um coming with
Satisfied will be your hazel eyes,

pleased to see me come...

]]> Sat, 19 Jul 2008 07:07:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/2141685 How we are Africans http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/2141687 like a blind man to a place i only
visualized in my thoughts, i knew "Africa"
where people know this anonymous
Brought into their peaceful village
as a total stranger

Some at least tried to guess my looks familiar
to the son of the soil, son of the soil
who will be buried back to the soil, as they believed
in spring summer they reckon i was born
before i introduced my self
they started calling me names like

"motswakwa" from north, east, west and south
"lekwerekwere" from Nigeria, Zimbabwe, Mozambique
or perhaps Zaire Congo mameeee ayeeee! Congooooo Congo mama
"Mokone" was my other name in their native language "Setswana"
"Nigga" taken from those slave times of history

i don't know what happened to
"Setilo kese" here's a chair for you
"O amogelesegile" You are most welcome
Good hospitality would not spoil a thing called "Setho" being human
i only say this frankly speaking the truth
As brown as we seem to be
we are black enough "bo Ndaki" after all
Even though we are cold and rude to our own kind
Aren't we Africans all together

When this village treats me bad
Calling me such and such names
how does that make me feel i belong here
setting me off to flea, fugitive from my motherland
overseas I'm an outsider, foreigner likely to be deported
So much to
we are family, brothers and sisters

Blacks let alone
how thou can be shameful to see another 'Black'
Are you embarrassed to say where you from
when you are from
Botswana tell them nationality is"Motswana" not Botswanian
I point my walking stick to you and you and you
Yes you!!!

Disguising your own self like a Black American
Shame on you and us
with no pride in our Africanism
You so called Black Children of Africa.
I stand to represent this Blackidealogy
and my poems shall manifest this Blackness

By

Ras cy a.k.a Black Child
]]> Wed, 18 Jun 2008 12:06:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/2141687 bridge the digital divide http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/41234 or e-mail: cyberyouthbw.info@yahoo.com

I love techology ]]> Thu, 27 Jul 2006 01:47:00 -0400 http://Sternly.tigblog.org/post/41234