There is glory in living purposefully

There is no glory in failure
Prosperity was the intention
Success is within your reach
Victory is who you are

There is not glory in ignorance
You are a vital part of this world
The present is your reality
And we are in your world

There is not glory in misery
Life is unpredictable
Through joy and heartache
To rise comes after every fall

There is no glory in porvety
You have the ability to change for better
And convert lazy into gain
To feed a nation

There is no glory in evil
Good given is good received
No currency equates helping the need
You have nothing to loose
The is glory in living purposefully

Then I would rather be a child

If life is defined by my pocket
And I am judged by the power in my pocket
And half my efforts are stolen from me
All in the name of taxation
Then I would rather be a child

If the freedom to intoxicate myself
And the right to drive with maniacs
The exposure to non medicinal substances
And foul language come with it
Then I would rather be a child

If the words hussle and struggle
And hand to mouth are my life
If I know the price of bread
Or by how much petrol rises
Then I would rather be a child

If I can see my heart bleed
Hear my voice cry
Feel my confidence wane a bit
Or are guilty of hurting
Then I would rather be a child

If genocide, war and incurable diseases
Are a part of my conversations
If I find multiple definitions for the word 'moral'
And start adjusting the ten commandments
Then I would rather be a child

If I walk down the isle for reasons I didnt know as a child
Or bring a life whithout a plan
Into a world without direction
And possibly leave before saving it from this world
Then I would rather be a child

If I fall into the trap of being normal
All in the name of being accepted
Of doing for the sake of living
And forgetting the child I once was
Then I would rather be a child again.

'Bare gola o tla dibona...ka nnete bophelo ke koma'

Ta,
Budgie

Love

None can define you
Many have tried to live you
And most search for you
Everyday time is devoted to you
Just to touch you for a moment
To feel close to  you
To be overcome by your presence
And understand your value

The world speaks of you
In every form of communication
Always with a goal in mind
You are used to camouflage
To hide other aspects involved
To soothe
To harm
To live

There is no life without you
And there is no running from you
Whatever reason you visit for
The world needs you
In every dose available
Just to relinquish hunger in Sudan
To bring peace in Israel
And to sit a family together for supper
To heal a broken heart
To mend bridges thrashed by life
And to warm the heart in winter
Time will change today
People will remain, grow or wither
Summer to autumn, winter to spring
But you are always here

Ta,
Budgie

You are not the one

You are not the one
To greet the morning with me
To rub my feet at the end of the day
To travel with me
To be by my side through it all

You are not the one
For me to call friend
Or to lean on in rough seas
Or laugh with in my sunshine
For me to hold on to

You are not the one
To hold close to my heart
Whose eyes reflect my happiness
Or the future I am entitled to
To kiss good night after sunset

You are not the one
Who will love me till time stands still
To share a meal with me
Or for me to share a drink with
And dance with till my knees give in

You are not the one
Who can be faithful to me
Or promise me the sun and moon
Or the one I can wholeheartedly trust
Who will fight for my heart

You are not the one
I can call my own
I can belong to
In my future

You are not the one
For me

Ta,
Budgie

Morning Argument

Is that the alarm clock again?

And what am I to do at that sound

It is quite disturbing

As I attempt to complete my 8hour nap

Sleep sleep sleep oh dear sleep

Who created this idea

That we wake as the alarm goes

Or when the cock empties its lungs

So early in the day

To catch the fattest worm

Do I really have to wake

Is this peace and rest really over

Do I have a choice in the matter

Is it possible to postpone today

What could my excuse be today

For my absence where I ought to be

For I do not want to wake

Would the world really end If I sleep more

What possible catastrophe would materialize

If I ignore this loud sound

Oh guilt please go away

Yes I know I'm blessed to have a choice

Please take your friend shame too

As he stands pointing at lazy me

As I say the Lords prayer in my head

I obey the alarm clock...again.

Ta,

Brigette