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Monday, 3 October 2011

State Of Mind: HOMELESS (Poem dedicated to a brother I saw last night)

I need to buy some chicken wings & chips + a drink, can you spare me some change? 

I'm only asking you for £3.50 is that going to shatter your bank account? 

Ok I may be a tad cheeky but does it matter? 

Even if I speak to you with the politest tongue your still going to lift your nose like I smell gone off

I'm talking about that stench that will make flys tap out. 

"he's just going to use that money for drugs"...

Don't gimme that, from when I don't have money for shelter or chicken wings what's my business with crack?

To be honest your face looks cracked but so is my heart when I think about the hearts of men. 

I'd be high off just a smile or someone stopping to actually talk to me. 

Ok, let me try again. This time I'm going to be less cheeky.

I have not eaten for days, can you spare me some change please mate? 

Let's be real, your not really my MATE are you?

5/10 people will kindly tell me NO in a tone which resembles saying f off. 

4/10 people will turn semi-deaf & turn them invisible headphones to full blast. 

Ok so you can't hear me. 

I thank God 1/10 people can hear the pits of my heart in agony. 

I've gone from being somebody chilling in a penthouse to my ass residing in a wet cardboard box on a good night. 

Surely this can't be life? Was I born to suffer? 

No I was born to own a company which will surpass the capacity of Waterloo station. 

All I gotta do is keep pushing,

My dreams will become reality.

I'm only in this position for the short-term.

The night of drunken sailors using me as a white bowl is virtually over...

The day is now young and a brother comes up to me. 

Can you spare me some change please?

His eyes look defeated, that train carriage of humiliation from when he last said that statement has still got him on the verge of tears.

I give him over £25million in three different aspects. 

1 a job to pay for more than chicken wings, chips & a drink. 

2 a Knightsbridge penthouse to lay his head at night. 

3 a priceless hug to show I love my brother like I love myself. 

All I did was give him some change... 



Would hate for my nightmare to become reality; wouldn't you hate to find yourself in that position? 

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