BORN FIRST……Typical African Home Set-up

It’s a story about the first son or let’s also include the daughter… And for the record I’m one of them.

These are kids of our young age. Probably, born when the lights were dim, I mean not the best time of our lives. Or maybe it was by mistake.

The first sons carry the burden, they do… Be a role model, sometimes serious family issues, they are decision makers. Some of them become breadwinners in single-parented families. Yeah, that’s the price they are obliged to pay. That’s their role.

They work, not for fulfilling them happiness but for the sacrifice of their families. If they go down, the rest goes down with them.

They pay rent for their families, pay fees for siblings, pay bills.. That’s their role.

Torn between developing their lives, keeping to their ambitions.. And managing their family’s issues. Surprisingly, nothing goes amiss.

They are truly strong people. 👊👊👊

Thumbs up for the first sons and daughters. 👍👍

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I SEE M’SELF- BROKEN FACE.

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Look at me when I’m talking to you
You looking at me but I’m looking through you
I see the blood in your eyes
I see the love in disguise
I see the pain hidden in your pride
I see you’re not satisfied
And I don’t see nobody else
I see myself, but

When the mirror is on the wall, and here we are again
Through my rise and fall, you’ve been my only friend
You told me that they can understand this life’s lessons
So why are we here talking to each other again

I see the truth in your lies
Nobody is by your side
But I’m with you when you’re all alone
And you correct me when I’m looking wrong

I see that guilt beneath the shame
I see your soul through your window pane
I see the scars that remain
I see maself, I’m lookin’ at the..

Mirror on the wall, here we are again
Through my rise and fall, you’ve been my only friend
You told me that they can understand the lady I am
So why are we here talking to each other again

Looking at me now I can see my past
Damn, I look just like I don know my potential
Light it up, that’s smoke and mirrors
I even look good in the broken mirror
I see my mama smile, that’s a blessing
I see the change, I see the message
And no message coulda been any clearer
So I’m starting with maself and the…

 

Mirror on the wall, here we are again

Through my rise and fall you’ve been my only friend.

The Human.

They have never been helpless.

Humans have only deflected,

Or deceived,

Or dispirited.

So long as people have a vision,

Of life as it ought to be;

So long as they comprehend the full power

of an unfettered mind,

they can look at the world with confidence.

That they are not living in a sterile or hostile arena.

Basic purpose of human destiny do not lie outside him but within him.

LIFE is precious, not because of any universal prevalence it may have.

THE PATH OF LIFE.

We rest; but a dream has power to poison sleep.

We rise; but one wandering thought pollutes a day. Resentful of being tired; but appreciate every achievement.

We feel, conceive, or reason; laugh or weep, embrace fond we or cast our cares away;

It is the time: for, be it joy or sorrow, the path of its departure still is free.

Man’s yesterday may never be like his ‘morrow; Nought may endure but mutability.