Apple, Love & Poison (One)

On the boat, the river, copper-coloured from the sunset, trees on either side, rustling with animals traversing between them. With gentle strokes, he steered the boat toward the next town. 

He had traveled for days, stopping to take a night's rest at every town he came by-asking for a cure. The silver water it was called, a rare liquid that was rumoured to cure a very deadly poison; the poison that killed her slowly.

He had a well maintained farm with fruits and cattle, all which he loved dearly. Inherited from his grandmother, the farm was the only thing he had to call his own. Under no circumstance he would sell or let someone take it from him, till he met her. The beautiful lady. 

Before her, he had never met a person as beautiful and kind hearted as her. He met her, one grey rainy evening as he passed by a local woodcrafter's workshop. She was being mistreated by her boss. As skinny as he was, he stepped in to protect her, and from then, they grew closer with every passing day.

From his farm, he sold fresh apples and milk to big companies. He made something, enough to take care of himself yet still not too spectacular. Even though his earnings were not much, he agreed to cut it down further by giving her his apple business along with all the profits she made. 

On his fifth day, he docked by a small town, with little savings left. He knew, if he spent his money on a lodge that night, he would not have enough to find a cure for her. So he went back to his boat, wrapped a piece of cloth around, and slept among insects, fronts and the moon's reflection.

The next morning, a tall figure stood by, looking straight at him as he recovered from his rather comfortable sleep. His voice husky, he asked the traveller to come with him. "There's something you need, I can help" Still unstable from his drowsy state, he lay silent for a short while, before dashing up and following the stranger. Forgetting to ask all the important questions.

A very small town, crowded, wet floors and tight corridors that stood between opposing houses, he followed the stranger closely, looking both ways, trying to understand what was going on.

After a long walk, they arrived a small hut, which absolutely stood out from every other house standing around it. He followed the stranger into the hut, tables of enchantment, bottles of colourful liquid substances, dry bones. "Sit" the stranger instructed. He sat on a multicoloured straw mat. The stranger pulled out a small stone bowl, put some leaves and crushed before adding what appeared to be water. 

To his surprise, the stranger did not ask him to drink, he simply pushed it aside and told the traveller exactly what he needed to hear. But eventually ruined everything with one more thing. 

"The cure you look for, I can make. And because I see suffering in you, I will make for you at no charge. But, I do not have the ingredient. You can find it in a place I wish not to go. Should you need my help, you have to go there yourself" before a full smile developed across the traveller's face, the stranger added, "It's a nearby town, a few hours away. No one goes there anymore, because all that have ventured never returned. At least this is what the stories tell" overcome by fear, the traveller asked why. 

"A dragon" replied the stranger "What I need is the sap from the biggest baobab tree from these parts, it holds the cure" the traveller wondered.

"But whoever gets his hands on that tree must have killed the dragon" the stranger added, his voice so certain. 

School, Education

Education is a very important aspect of life. It is not absolutely necessary, but very important as it equips people not only with academic study skills but also with interpersonal and other important skills that translate to our everyday lives. True, not 

all the billionaires went to or finished school but life goes beyond getting and spending money, and through school, we learn a lot of valuable lessons. 

We learn to live with people that are different from us, we learn to go through challenges and tasks, we learn keep records of things; all these things we learn through education and school. We see the things that happen, the security situation, the poverty, the corruption. These things are directly and indirectly related to ignorance, lack of education. I am sure we all want to live in peace, to be secure, to have a roof over our head. It is important for us to take our education seriously, to go to school if presented with the opportunity and to provide those that cannot with the opportunity, that we may grow more tolerant of one another and build a better society.

The whole point of this essay is not to sway opinion in favour of, or against noting the importance of school, this essay is to highlight the importance of education and school and how it can help us become better people and build a better world. So, if you are in school, and are having problems, perhaps on the verge of dropping out, or if you are contemplating skipping school altogether, do look at the many benefits of school and know that everything takes time and school will definitely give you an edge. 

The Lie

She said she did not know him, with time she said she did. She said they never spoke but in time they did. She said they were not friends and soon after they became. She said he was not important, and then he became. 

Something that started pure and honest, ended tainted in deciet. Or was it ever honest? Perhaps her previous other half before the one in the middle was told the same. 

Beyond Surface

To love is not to be weak,

To give is not to lose,

To be kind is not to hope for favours. 

Give in kindness, that you may elevate yourself from weakness.

  -To make yourself capable of love, to hold trust in high esteem and protect the faith relayed upon you. 

To stand for justice,

To speak not ill of man,

To keep but good promises.

Serve by the corner of the truth and be with the just and justice. Say only what you have confirmed, 

 -For speaking ill of man is a promise that you yourself are not healthy. 

To be wealthy, 

To have health, 

To see the value of knowledge.

Realise wealth goes beyond material things, that you may live comfortably in health,

  -And in that, have the clarity to accept and develop new knowlege. 

Be true always. And be among those who find calm in love and honesty. 

To Each His Own

I don't know what she is to you,

But she is good to me, 

And in my eyes, she's beautiful...

That is enough for me,

Because these things matter to me,

And these things alone do I see in her... 

Camp In The Rain

-I used to think I'm deep like sea but now I feel I'm shallow. The moment I rejoin the team we start to lose like Mello. The ooze that made the turtles heroes seems to be a killer, at least me, it kills me, it never works for me.

-So I ask myself, why do I stress myself? I know myself- that this is not for me. Yet I take part in it cuz they take part in it and then I yell at people and warn them not to judge, when I can't even like Blacks, Asian, Christian, Muslim. 

-I smoke a pack a day turn around and deem marijuana evil, body full of make up turn around and tell them wake up, stop being fake cuz their accent is made up. But what about my make up, the boob job and fake top? Yes the fake top that I got from the pound shop, it says Armani but we all know it's more phoney, it's fake and I got it for just a pound and 50.

-Today I'm an activist, tomorrow a stone-cold killer, the way people change these days you would think it was thriller. Yes I know many change for various reasons and even those that cried for justice got just what they need and crime was justified.

-I believe in Jesus, but In a different way, so don't judge me cause I chose to face the East five times everyday and sometimes even more, my legs get sore and I start to wonder, who if not God, would I ever stand for? But then the world turns cold as people worship the warships, order out of chaos now you know that's bullshit. 

-Girls gossip of friends like it was nothing, boys steal from one another, a boy kills his brother, cuz he saw the money proper. No hesitation, lies spread like disease and multiply by seconds, by the time they circle back, it's a whole'nother story.

-Push the ugly truth away to accommodate the beautiful lie. It won't make you beautiful, it kills you, it kills you slow, so better take it ugly, cause then you know nothing else can faze you.

-False prophets, fake idols, men and women on a mission to demoralize, to make the evil look cool and the good look evil, turn friends against each other, call Muslims terrorist, say Africa is dying but when you go you kill them more, so sore, like a cut in the throat, painful when you swallow, but that's just reality.

-Real Love today is hard to come by, love today is more glorified prostitution. The boy wants the cookie, the girl wants the Gucci, girl gives boy cookie boy pays her with Gucci, both say "i love you" so they clear their conscience. Bless the girls that hold their ground and the boys that respect their mother, sister and daughter.

-The mind is a blueprint, the mouth the warhead itself, so you watch what you say, before you start a war, because we all talk a lot, yet we do so little, I pray to God, to not get stuck in the middle.

-Fact is, we all project but never see, speak but never hear, explain but never get, so it's time the table turned, let's listen and understand, let's be who we are. Let's start by us, while others do the same.

-Let's face reality, we are our greatest enemy, let's judge ourselves and correct ourselves cause we all know the truth about us, more any other man. It is impossible for us to change the world before changing the ourselves. As it is impossible to set a camp in the rain.

Mother

Heaven's where moms belong, I miss mine when I'm not at home. No one loves more, protects more, advices more, mom is the sweat I sweat for, the reason I work, the reason I endure. when I'm down, her hard work, her efforts make sure that I keep going.

Advice she gives me, support she shows me, love, care, all those things she does not for no other reason but cause she loves me and I love her back. Many might not get all mushy for the reason they are here, but the truth is the one I have infinite love for is the one that I speak for, so I seek for love, and I do love the person that deserves it the most.

All those times she took away the video-game, i was angry, but now I know, she took it for a reason, and when she said, no you can't, I could not see why, but now I do... She's my guide, from the beginning, till the end. I know my mother, I love my mother for many reasons. She loves, not just me, but everyone, she's forgiving and hard working... Trust me no man will ever get it, but I do... When people make her angry, I want to crush them, but she tells me no... God knows best...

Words are not enough, poems won't suffice, thank yous wont do and hard work falls just below the line. So what can I do? Nothing really, I just wish to make her smile always cuz she deserves it, and every day I pray She goes to nowhere else but heaven. Rest in peace to the mothers that are no longer with us, and to those of us that are lucky enough to have ours around, let's call them and tell them we love them.