THRIVING IN THE WILD

Photo credit: @bryanadamc I found myself in a world filled with creative thinkers groomed with different ideas and visions as though that is what they live for. Confused and devastated whether there was a thinking bulb in my brain gawking at an empty space in my world of fantasy. Thoughts kept matching up like an enigma. Visual graphics became legendary as black cards started making sense but I couldn’t figure out the mastermind behind the game. I became in sync with the dark and found a gleam of light beneath which lit me up and made me feel like as though I was good enough. I knew one day I was going to make a name for myself but I didn't know when or how. I was so in love with you to know that one day I will be the person the world needs but I felt something was missing, something wasn’t just right. Whacked out of my world, was a universe staring at me naked with problems of different kinds, ready to be solved and attended too. There I searched within me for the key to gre...

Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she laughs at the time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all". - Proverbs 31:25 - 30  You raised us with humor and raised us to understand that not everything was going to be great but how to laugh through it. You are the glue that holds us together. You fill our heart with love, joy and support and a world without you will be a hallowed place. Behold, we are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are we of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with us! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. You loved us, taught us, encouraged us, raise...

Every day is the same, I wake up and I feel empty Before the sun is up I scavenge the dump I search all day for what to eat, is this normal? I lie on my bed one more day Looking forward to greeting the gates of death   At least I will look forward to something rather than a day without food or hope My swollen tummy reminds me of my misfortune As my soul stare me to the face Where can I go for help, food, and hope? I barely hear a sound from my own bones as they move in their own accord Bones of my bones, the flesh of my flesh yet abandoned in the desert Why am I destined to be brought to an empty world? No one to call home, to love me, to give me hope No one I wish I was not born There are things we see and things we do not see but something we can’t ignore seeing A silent scream A scream we will never hear Look at our beautiful children Why are they starving? Is this the end? Over 3.1...