I was given, a gift tonight,

the gift that I’ll, be out of sight.

No one will see, me for a day,

no one will hear, a word I say.

I know where I, would like to go,

to take a trip, to an old foe.

I want to pay, this bully back,

for his unkind, horrible knack,

to make me feel, I don’t want life,

to make me feel, there’s only strife.

I’m tired of him, his voice each night,

‘why don’t you let, your life take flight?’

He tears my life, apart each day,

and now it’s time, for him to pay.

I want to kill, all that is his,

because of who, he really is.

He stole away, my hope and joy,

from all the good, he would decoy.

With every step, I take I’m sure,

revenge on him, will be my cure.

I think about, what I could try,

how I could make, him slowly die.

I come up close, look in his house

I sneak inside, quiet like a mouse.

He is in bed, lying asleep,

the hate I have, begins to seep,

to every part, in every thought,

this evil boy, needs to be taught,

if you bring hurt, it will come back,

you’ll be the one, it will attack.

I rip the sheets, off of the freak,

I want to make, him feel so weak.

But now I see, a boy I know,

it fills me up, with empty woe,

I finally stop, in shock and see

the bully was, always just me.

He was the voice, inside my head

making me stress, making me dread,

that no one loves, me as I am,

that no one gives, an actual damn.

That I am not, ever enough

he made my life, always feel tough.

Now I know why, I felt so bad,

I was the one, making me sad,

I was the one, who was so blind,

I was the bully, inside my own mind.

The gift left, I knew what to do,

I must share, this story with you.

Make sure you know, you’re given grace,

make sure to look, at your own face,

and say kind things, to lift your heart,

kindness should be, what you impart.

No matter what, others will say,

look in the mirror, and smile each day,

Because you are, so very loved,

you are special, made from above.

When I looked, at that boy again,

the boy who, caused me so much pain.

I finally stopped, in shock and saw

the bully was, but now is no more.

#blinded #blind #invisible #bully #powerofthemind #loved #love #weareourowngreatestcritic

Corona-virus came to us

Corona-virus came to fuss

As we had destroyed our own earth

As we killed everything from birth

Death and destruction we had caused

So Death was brought to our own doors

The virus made us stay away

The virus made us lose our way

So Earth had time to heal and grow

So Earth had time to plant and sow

Until we respected earths might

Until we gave up on the fight

No more nature cut down to size

No more destruction as a prize

Humans began to understand

Humans with our deceptive hand

We had actually always been

The deadly covid-19

#coronavirus

#globalpandemic

#covid-19

I danced through forests,

brought to their knees,

all the cut-up wood,

making me sneeze;

ran through the fields, of machinery,

got to the water, of oily sea;

I had travelled to find, the last bird,

I needed to ask, something I’d heard;

the bird began to sing, a sad song,

we should have been listening, all along;

“in seven days time, humans will die,

they had chances, he sang with a sigh;

they only took, and gave nothing more,

when they fought nature, they won that war;

stubborn human hearts, killed all things live,

but who cares who wins, if they don’t survive.”

#survive #alive #human>nature

This morning I woke up inside my bed;

But something was wrong, on top of my head.

My long curly locks, had now disappeared;

In shock I touched my cheeks, and felt a beard.

I ran to the mirror, and looked in fear;

As I saw a tall man, begin to appear.

When I looked from side to side, so did he;

Until I realised, that man is me.

“What is going on?” I began to weep;

Instead of my voice, I heard something deep.

I began to think, how my life would change;

Of everything I’d need, to rearrange.

My daily routine, would turn upside down;

As my body is now, a different noun.

No more knots to take out, of my long hair;

No more waxing, shaving and no more Nair.

No more money spent, on skirts, heels, a dress;

No more make-up needed, to impress.

No more fear of walking, outside alone,

No more fear of being, the gender that’s prone,

To horrific violence, in every form;

A world where women dying, is the norm.

Every four hours, a woman is killed;

That’s just in my country, where blood is spilled.

So when I look in the mirror, again;

Suddenly it becomes simple, and plain.

If all women feel safer to be man;

The whole world needs to come up, with a plan.

So that women can feel safe all the time;

And being women, wouldn’t be a crime.

#uyinenemrwetyana #southafrica #women #safety #safetyforwomen