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Thursday 15 December 2011

Tears of Joy

My eyes are red as they starts to flood. 

Yet my heart feels like a summers day.

The joy in me right now is so overwhelming. 

Let me tell you a story why impossible is nothing. 

This is not a testimony, I'm just reminiscing on the 20 years my heart has beat. 

Maybe the fact I had no Dad to wrap me up at night contributed to the fact I could not speak my mother tongue till aged 4. 

Maybe he contributed to me getting kicked out of nursery for choke-slamming a victim. 

No, my mum taught me knowledge is power + I have the power to control my mind. 

Well maybe not, something did overcome me that day I decided to grace my secondary school roof; protesting over my sexy stolen motorola. 

The same way I deserved to wake up behind bars for those never ending few hours. 

I'll never make a brother or sister cry anything but tears of joy again.

However, I was not to blame another day when a brother decided to load a 9mm at my forehead. 

Would you believe my efficiency would turn me into an effective & honourable Manager. 

You will remember the names of Lola Ebony, Cheikh & MOtiVe + any other person who comes under my wing with such ease. 

I thank God for the joy he has placed around me. 

The notes my loved ones orchestrate is such a beautiful melody. 

I'm finally living the Branded lifestyle, three segments; purpose, stand-up & divine. 

I'm smiling with a summers shower still rolling down my cheeks because like I said before... 


This is just a story which shows you impossible is nothing!!!