A Day in the Life of Cape Town, South Africa

The poor starving child stumbles to school
The surfer rides his old beaten board, the sound f the water crackles in his ears
as he catches a beautiful wave
The highschool-dropout wakes at dawn,
praying for life in a fearsome valley
The crazy ol' dog scavenges for food, as he races through the dirty, tin shacks
The tourist hikes up the acclaimed Table Mountain,
with a lavish Kodak hanging round his neck
The retired woman is resting on her balcony,
as she glances into the far-off horizon
The local fisherman sets sail at sunrise,
returning at night with his livewell full of bass
The newlywed couple stroll along Camps Bay,
a beach bustling with restaurants that have the best seafood in town
The native young woman prepares Pap for dinner,
on her small stove with her three other sisters
The Zulu boy plays soccer on the dirty uncut grass
with ten other kids who are all barefoot
The wealthy Afrikaaner sips wine in his estate
surrounded by vineyards stretching far into the hills
The giving teachers secretly hands new clothes to a student
The Xhosa Nanny cleans the grand empty house,
picking up toys that the children threw on the ground
The woman with HIV returns to the hospital
for a new supply of ARVs and her daily counseling session
The excited student goes clubbing on Long Street
plastered in makeup with a tight black dress
The local singer performs to a small gathered crowd
in Kirstenbosch Gardens, a stunning place booming with a variety of plant species
The middle-class mother strides down the stream
to the corner-shop, where she buys some ice cream
And when Nighttime creeps up and the stars come out,
The teenager sneaks out to attend a crazy party
The Nanny falls asleep on her cold, hard bed
with all five children in her little tin shack
The prostitute comes out, desperate for play
The retired woman rests in peace at last
The middle-class child dreams of a shiny, red pony
The hopeful policeman protects his neighbourhood
The wealthy Afrikaaner falls asleep in his suite
The smart little girl prays to God
And with that, the day comes to an end
As they are in me as much as I am in them
And together, we have produced another passing day
As I close my eyes and fly away.

Emily Dickinson STyle Poem

It is a dark, mysterious night

And the moon provides Great Light

As Silence fills the freezing cold air

 He listens with sincere care 

I wish to leave this dreadful place

And find the joy that once filled my soul

For my heart is trapped in a devilish heaven

And nothing but emptiness runs through my veins forever.

POEM 11

Two trees are lying side-by-side

 As murderous winds go by

lifeless, dead, and still they remain

While time moves on again

One was a gift from God,

an angel sent to earth

The other was a gift from hell

a safe haven for Nahash

One was full of sin

The other full of love

but once they intertwined Above

God turned them into One

So now IT watches over us

As life goes on Oblivous

to the Unseen Eyes that guides us

Towards Life everlasting.

THE TRUTH

A rap song I wrote about the lies the world brings. It's not finished yet but this is a sample. 

I hate this world and the lies it brings
but I loved my life in the times of peace
back in the days when I was so naiive 
before the art of technology corrupted me

I used ta used ta used ta run in the fields
listenin to tracks by boston in the reals
Playin games in the sand n runnin in the streets
Playin football in the grass with the locals next to me,
 me, me...

Gettin candy from the corner store, runnin down the streets
runnin track n field reppin gold in my meets
those were the days when I didn't give a crap
bout how I look or the way I act, 
act, act....

But back to today where the world is a mess
full of distress and complete with sadness
ness, ness...

Now I see these little girls by the age of 7
slobbered in makeup actin 27
and the little boys by the age of 8
Joinin gangs and trynna play the grownup game

Everyone has turned into followers not leaders
and the leaders are really followers followin other followers

This world is a mess, mess
full of distress, stress

Perfect Quotes That Define My Thoughts Exactly

You eat, you’re fat. You don’t eat, you’re a freak. you drink, you’re an alcoholic. You don’t drink, you’re a pussy. You read, you’re a nerd. You don’t read, you’re stupid. You tell a secret, you’re an attention seeker. You don’t tell a secret, you’re still attention seeking. You let someone in, you’re easy. You don’t let someone in, youre too uptight.You smoke, you think you’re cool. You don’t smoke, you’re a loser. You’ve had sex, you’re a slut. You haven’t had sex, you’re a frigid little bitch. You wear make up, you’re a slag. You don’t wear make up, you’re ugly. You can’t please everyone. Ever. The only thing you can do is be your self. You are beautiful in your way cus God makes no mistakes.

If you’re having relationship problems, confess to God not Facebook.

It’s better to be slapped by the truth then kissed with a lie.

If you have someone that loves you…appreciate it because every since sex came easy, love became harder to find.

Don’t be a woman that needs a man, be the woman a man needs

If you leave someone at least tell them why, because what’s more painful than being abandoned; is knowing you’re not worth an explanation.

Protect her like a daughter, love her like a wife, respect her like your mother

Place your heart in the hands of God and he will place it in the hands of a man who he believes deserves it.

Nobody wants to hear this, but sometimes the person you want most, is the person you’re best without.

Touch her heart….not her body. Steal her attention…not her virginity. Make her smile….don’t waste her tears.

The best relationship is when you two can act like lovers and best friends

INCREDIBLE.

PERCEPTION

. . . Something To Think About. . .

Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approx. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.

4 minutes later:

The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.

6 minutes:

A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

10 minutes:

A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children.. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly..

45 minutes:

The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.

1 hour:

He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities.

The questions raised:

*In a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?
*Do we stop to appreciate it?
*Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made.

How many other things are we missing?

MY VIEW:

This is something I came across on Stumbleupon.com and it is truly amazing. It just proves to us how blinded we are by the world. We immediately assume that if you are playing in the subway station, you are no good, or we just throw money into the hat carelessly without stopping to listen. I get it, everyone is rushing to work or school in the morning, but just because we are in a rush does not mean we can't accept true beauty. We must stop and realize the beautiful things in this world, we must stop and listen to street performers of all types, we must embrace the music into our souls. Whether the music is being performed by a world-class jazz band in a concert hall or on the street at the side of the road, we should always listen to bit of the beauty before we rush to wherever we are trying to go. This article is truly an eyeopener to me, and really tells us a lot about human nature.