I had Faith once, but logic got in the way of that.

Now I have lost Faith, and all the good things that come with.

Remember all the times I said logic gives you all the answers,

I lied. Lucidity gave me a sagacity of self-preservation.

But self-preservation comes with a cost.


Self-preservation made a choice for me,

and I put Faith at arm’s length. For a moment I felt safe.

Turns out rationality has cost me the whole enchilada.

Lucidity has cost me Faith, Hope, Love and Happiness.

Shrewdness for some time; Yes, stopped me from making some

bad verdicts, but this time Logic is costing me everything.


Logic kept me sane, from making the “measured” wrong choices

I scrupulously assumed Logic was the way to go, would keep me

in an orthodox state and that I wouldn’t have qualms.

This time, Remorse is knocking on my medulla

maybe it will soon leave, maybe it won’t

All that I mete out to Faith.


Logic for some time, has been leading me awry

So I have realized.

Sabotaging self-happiness because of Logic. Not anymore.

When I had Faith, I felt happy, optimistic, human, love.

When I lost Faith, for the second time in my entire life,

I felt regret. It is not a nice feeling. Truth.


Lord I know I haven’t been to you lately,

But as you said in Matt 7:7,

Lord, bring Faith back to me.

Bring Faith back into my life,

For Faith gives me hope, a sense of self worth,

Faith makes feel loved and I too love Faith.



Social Media Wants #1

Because Wi-Fi here has got me exasperated even more, I have decided to open my word editor and scribble down the unprecedented article about certain absurd and nonsensical things people always want and wish for.

But first, i really want to thank Lucy for always keeping me in shape every morning. Aside that some days don’t seem vibrant when i get up, Lucy is always there to give me that same smile to let me know that the morning is bright; I have seen better days since Lucy was put up. For those of you who don’t know Lucy; she is on a poster somewhere along a certain road that I use every morning, she is the real definition of joie de vivre, that same look and smile she gives me every morning; stunning (if you are wondering; is there ubiquity in this, I checked).

Back to what people always wish for; Today I will tackle and do a sweep on social media. People for a long time now have wished for a dislike button on the infamous book of faces(facebook). Yeah!! I mean, there are those obvious annoying and irrelevant posts that spam facebook pages every day and most of us fall victims to such posts; that is to say in some facebookers’ thoughts and pervasiveness or notion.

But this is not the part that annoys me; because guess what, I don’t give a grain of shit to whatever useless post on social media. But what I do really care about is when someone posts something that goes thus, “Our dear father has left this world still early, leaving us to the storms and wretched ways of this world, we shall miss you dearly dad. RIP” or some other sad story say like a landslide has killed a few people somewhere, or a story about children somewhere who are dying each day one after the other because of hunger and people are busy hitting the like button on such posts! wtf! wtf! and wtf!

How dare you, in a correct state of mind, like such a post, posted by someone with intent of getting some condolences. But then I again ask myself .. scratch that .. the question goes to those who post especially the death of their family members; what is exactly your problem? What the fuck is really wrong with you? Why do you look for condolences from strangers? I mean, you have tons of people in your phonebook, who care to know about such news, send them texts, call them, cry to them, then maybe you might get what you are really looking for.

Though some people would want the dislike button, which would in some cases be fun to have, I beg to disagree but rather as the CEO and part founder of facebook Zuckerburg argues, there should be a button that addresses feelings of someone upon reading the type of posts I mentioned above.

A button that would show actual remorse towards a situation.

Gracias Mis Lectores, Buena lectura..

Grandma Told Me

Seasons of famine and drought have come to make me realize that most of the things in life that a attributed to conformity are just a waste of time.

Sometime back whilst in high school; what everybody considered a norm, simply I took it as an juvenile perception (yeah, I was grouchy like that).

While every man jack was making everybody busy with trying to acquire a position among the boys, I simply looked the other way and said to myself, ‘they will come around.’

Conformism to what? Boy/Girl relationships. Grannie told me once and I will live to remember, it was one of her annual visitations to see her grand kids and then when she was about to leave called out to me and clandestinely whispered to my ear in our local language, “muju, yelinde abakazi, wahurira…” in English “My son, beware of women, have you heard..”

Grandma tells son to be careful..
Grandma tells son to be careful..

As clear as it was, I have carried it in my heart like a cherished pearl which would keep me out of worry and distress till the time was right.

I tried to ask her when this will be and she simply told me, “don’t worry, you will know” and I believed her.