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Thursday 11 August 2011

What is SUCCESS?

It's the feeling you get from winning a race.

What if I'm running a race that never seems to end?

I'm a BOLT of this world.

Who said I'm ready to run this marathon?

My mind & body is not ready for this pain.

I can see my heart playing that beat frantically inside me.

I'm hearing 5 different mother tongues; all shouting loud over each other in my head.

What if I can somehow switch off my mind & body?

That way I'll have to depend on my spirit.

With my spirit in control, I can now clearly see the finish line.

It does not matter what shape my body is in...

I won't get knighted for sleeping in a gym.

I can gain countless PHD's in Oxford & still find myself working for minimum wage.


Success is written in our SPIRITS!

Not something that can be controlled.

It will come to you God willing & when it feels like the time is right.

Tuesday 9 August 2011

There is a reason my middle name is LUTHER... Can you explain London any better atm

"When you cut facilities, slash jobs, abuse power, discriminate, drive people into deeper poverty and shoot people dead whilst refusing to provide answers or justice, the people will rise up and express their anger and frustration if you refuse to hear their cries. A riot is the language of the unheard." - Martin Luther King

What makes a women...

What makes a women...

Is it the way she catwalks those shoes?
Is it the way the content in her bag is a supermarket?
Is it the way she takes an hour to pick 1 dress?
Is it the way her clothes hugs her body?
Is it the way she performs in your bed?
Nooooo!!!!
It's the way she smiles,
It's the way she respects her man.
It's the way she graces the pavement,
It's the way she speaks in her mother tongue.
It's the way she is SIMPLY a beautiful women.

The END ;)

8th April 2011

My mind doesn't switch off...

My mind doesn't switch off, is that a good/bad thing?
It's good that success is all I seek, but isn't it bad if in return you only see stress in me.
It's good that I got a bb bold & iPhone 4, but isn't it bad if no £ to pay my contracts.
It's good that I'm happy, but isn't it bad if no joy.
It's good that God gave me freewill, but isn't it bad without him I'm a sinner.
It's good that I want to write a book but isn't it bad loads of trees are going to be missing.
It's good that I'm tired but isn't it bad I got work in the am.
It's good that I wrote this but isn't it bad I won't finish it.

2nd May 2011

A greed we all subconsciously obtain off our dreams & aspirations

What we have a jumper on our backs ain't enough. We want a new designer 1.

The fact we have a parent/guardian who knows their way around our kitchen ain't enough. We want to eat junk on the go.

The fact we have a fully operating phone handset ain't enough. We want the latest iphones & blackberries.

The fact we have people who show us REAL love ain't enough. We want more followers n friends on twitter & fb.

The fact we have a radiator that keeps us warm ain't enough. We want to catch a cold outside in the early hours of the morning.

The fact we are breathing air isn't enough. We want to seek death as things ain't going in accordance to OUR plans.

The fact I wrote this poem ain't enough. I'm probably gonna fall into this same trap; in 1 way or another.

Branded Testimony

4.47pm on a bus to meet Michael (Sunday 13 June 2010). 4.17pm I called Lesley to say I had just been given the money to start Branded. 

I gave £2 tide offering to church, pastor Fred asked me about how my little perfume business was going. I told him I had finished selling all the ones I had and that I was going to start a t-shirt business. He told me it's good I start with something small then steadily expand and go bigger. God will help me. 

It's Joanna's bday so we go chinese, Mariayo was hungry hence why she got Seun to ask Uncle Ayo & Pastor to take us Chinese. Joanna reminds Uncle Ayo that he has to drop her home. I as a joke say me too. He brushes it off then when he was leaving tells me to get in the car :O. After dropping Joanna home, it's just me and him in his car. All day and for the past month or two something has been bugging me to ask for  money to help me start Branded but was scared/way to shy to ask anyone for that sort of money. At the end by da petrol station in Peckham, I finally ask him and he agrees.

Glory be 2 God

Monday 8 August 2011

London's in tears :'(

Bang, a shot which took one man's life & effectively over 10 million in damages. This is not just about what happened on Thursday night; this is a long running war which shows no sign of coming to a halt. 

For whatever ungodly reason, a police officer took it upon himself to kill another human being at point blank range. No love, no heart just the stone which beats inside that persons body. I don't know all the facts; I'm just expressing what I have a feeling took place that cold night. Gang member or not, he was a living human being like me & you. Did he deserve to be murdered? No! 

Can you imagine the pain that comes with losing a loved one in such a manner? Two days latter, his family after not even being shown common decency by the authorities; went on a PEACEFUL march. I'm sure to their absolute horror Saturday turned ugly very quickly. Very reminiscent to scenes from the student loan marches not so long ago; certain individuals took it upon themselves to create a war zone. His family were not even allowed to express their love for him without all sorts thrown in the air & police armed with bats + big shields. 

I went to sleep while the smoke lingered around the city of London. I woke up Sunday to over 20 bb broadcasts regarding what took place on Thursday & Saturday. To my amazement a riot which started in Tottenham somehow lead to Wood Green. Like come on I know they are near but that near? It was at this point I started to question how far this could potentially go. 

I wish I was living the life on holiday while my nation goes up in flames. No I lied such a senseless act could never be in my mindset. So why it takes the prime minister three days to see basically civil war plus people beginning to question his leadership before realising oh yes I should maybe go back to London & face up to my responsibilities. The actions of a clueless man who has the audacity to call himself prime minister. I say prime goat if you ask me. 

Looting. A term I only know because of GRAND THEFT AUTO. In my wildest dreams I could never imagine I would witness it with my own two eyes in LONDON for goodness sake. To my disgust I saw the disturbing images of JD & T-Mobile in Wood Green completely raided. I get a strong sense many fools witnessed these same images as well. Where I saw this as a very disturbing scene; they saw it as a landmark & benchmark for what terror they decided to create. 

Let the domino effect begin. Next thing we know, the tears of London spread like wildfire. Brixton was the next stop taking with it footlocker. People took it upon themselves to not only break in, STEAL trainers then set the building on fire. Along with the flames they took how many peoples jobs? Scenes developing in Enfield, police are running around like headless chicken. Never guess what happened? It's spread yet again. More trouble unfolding & this is only day two. Just before I close my eyes I thank God it's not in south London near my house. 

Greeted Monday morning by news reporters on BBC & Sky News I see the damaged caused so far over the weekend. Twitter/fb/bbm all social formats are doing over time. Everyone is talking about what's going on. Then day three decided to take things up more than a few notches. Before we know it; you can smell the same aroma of pain & smoke in Stratford, Hackney, Peckham, Lewisham, Croyden, Catford, Deptford, Woolwich, Clapham Junction + how many more I don't know about yet. 

Once I saw A Dot tweeting about the war zone hitting Peckham (round the corner from my house); I decided to go & see the action for myself. My mum drove me, my little brother & sister into Peckham to see what was cooking. At first glance everything appeared blessed. There was something about the silence which told me nah trouble is in the air. My mum drove past McD's in Peckham; hang on what are all these people doing on bikes/hanging around in the distance closer to Primark rocking hoodies & faces covered. We are now by Primark; mum clocks this is steep & decides it's that time to keep it moving as we can see 5 police vans parked up where the JD & T-Mobile are located. Smack! My mouth is left hanging, someone threw a brick over my mums car and at Primark. People ain't playing around; we are gone in a flash, I look behind & tear gas is in the air + everyone screaming. I get home switch on the TV & see one of the shops I pasted is now on fire. Is this life? 

London's people are in tears. This is not life. People are releasing their frustration in an appalling manner. I totally understand the anger certain individuals are feeling but seeking revenge like this is not the answer. I have been brought up with the belief success is the best way of revenge. Stealing/looting is not success it's quick easy way to put yourself behind bars for a while. I looked into the police officers eyes today; they are deflated & tired guys struggling just like everyone else. Many small businesses are going to struggle to get to their footing any time soon; after all the damage that has been caused. Did they deserve it? No! Imagine your blood, sweat & tears went into a shop for it to get LOOTED by lazy jackasses. 

We live in a city where everyone is complaining there is not enough jobs; by setting job centres & leading shops on fire how do we expect to solve this major issue? I pray this is the end. I honestly can not stand another day seeing this beautiful city self-destruct itself; is so painful to watch. 

London's in tears... God please come & wipe the pain & flames away