I have no chance of being with her unless I have no potential

Mum, I have some news for you,

I don’t know how you’ll take it,

But it’s news,

I found this girl and I think she likes me,

We talk on the phone everyday,

And text all day,

She makes me really happy,

Not in the funny way,

It’s more of the warm and fuzzy way,

I’ve thought of being with her,

But there seems to be a minor issue,

She says,

I have no chance of being with her unless I have potential.

She says I’m good looking,

And funny at the same time,

She also thinks I’m intelligent because of my smart lines,

But she says that I’m not serious,

And I need to revise my life,

How is that possible?

I thought that was done in the nascent stages,

I’m all grown now and I have no time to change,

The best I can do is improve on what I already have,

But I like her mum,

Even though she says,

I have no chance of being with her unless I have potential.

But what is this potential?

Does she need to see my account balance?

Or does she need to know how much I’m inheriting?

I am a promising student,

My guidance counselor told me that,

And my lecturers think I’m smart enough to make it,

I thought potential was about the present and the future,

Was I supposed to be born with a job?

Or maybe have the same wealth as her dad by the time I was 21?

I can’t quite grasp the meaning of this statement,

Because potential is relative,

If other people have seen it,

What makes her so blind to it?

But then again she says,

I have no chance of being with her unless I have potential.

I approached dad about it,

He told me to let her go,

But he’s also the same guy, that told to never let go,

I’m really confused,

But I’m sure you can advice me with a sound mind,

I’ve done everything possible, to show I have potential,

I showed her my GPA,

She’s never seen one like that before,

I told her of my projects and what I plan to achieve,

I even gave her timelines,

Just to try and make her believe,

But money, cars and success,

That is what they use to deceive,

Her,

But father told me I could go farther,

If I expand my horizon and think further,

And furthermore, I would be able to achieve more,

But her words still ring in my head,

I have no chance of being with her unless I have potential.

Maybe it’s my friends,

She says that I’m miserable,

I have plenty of friends,

And remember misery loves company,

I think I was confused mum,

Because I only liked her,

But how many things do I like?

You tell me to be an ardent reader of the bible,

The Bible teaches me to love,

But you told me not to trust strangers,

So how I’m I supposed to love someone I don’t trust?

I’m not disturbed mum,

I’m just looking into my life,

You taught me to respect women,

So I can’t tell her the truth,

But since it’s you mum,

I guess I’ll tell you whatever I feel,

But I first have to remind you,

She said,

I have no chance of being with her unless I have potential.

Well, she likes money,

But then again, don’t we all?

She pushes me to the limit,

But you taught me never to fall for the material,

I don’t hate her but sometimes she drives me up the wall,

And when I’m up there,

I have some really nasty thoughts,

Like piling broken glasses on the floor,

And throwing her from the top,

And using the broken glasses to inscribe my name through her top,

So that she can remember,

The pain she puts me through,

The nights I sit on a table and drink my anger away,

And when it gets too deep,

I remember you told me to pray,

I know I’m shocking you mum,

But please hear me out,

I’ve never contemplated taking a life,

Especially not mine,

But every time I go to sleep,

The same words play in my head,

I have no chance of being with her unless I have potential.

But I have potential,

I sang the Neighbours theme song before I was three,

I also have the potential to know I deserve better,

Scratch that,

To know I deserve the best,

I wouldn’t have made it this far without any potential,

I have created a name for myself,

I now have the credentials,

I write,

To one person,

But reach out to many,

I’m still making something out of myself,

This whole process takes time,

And I’m taking my time to tell you this mum,

Because I’m not sure what I’ll do,

I think I’m losing it,

And whatever happens,

I want you to know I thought about it,

It’s all because she said,

I have no chance of being with her unless I have no potential.

So I‘m going to walk up to her,

And tell her that I liked her,

And to show her my potential I’ll tell her what I’ll do her,

I’ll walk her to the house,

Pour her up a glass of wine,

Play some slow music,

And dim the lights down,

Whisper in her ear,

And tell her of what could have been,

Hold her by the back of the neck and look straight into her eyes,

Plant my lips on hers,

And make her close her eyes,

Put my hand on her thighs,

And caress her neck well,

Grab her by the neck and hold her against the chair,

Squeeze her neck so tight and leave her gasping for air,

That’s what she does to me,

Every single day of the week,

Taking away the little precious moments in my life,

I will eventually forgive her,

As soon as I revenge,

I’m sorry you heard to read this mum,

But all the ladies I talk to say they want real men,

Well, a real man says the truth,

And that is what I’m doing,

I’m still your lovely son,

Just not an equal boyfriend,

To this mystery girl,

But I promise you mum,

I will fulfill my potential,

Sad enough she ‘ll be there to witness it,

But not long enough to enjoy it.

I will have this on my tombstone,

I have no chance of being with her unless I have no potential.

She Said, He Said

I missed you, where have you been all this while?

Is it that you forgot about me or got someone else?

Are you still interested in my thighs?

Or did you find better ones to ogle at?

You shouldn’t be so quiet,

My number still works and you can always holla,

Is what she said.

I missed you too, that I can’t deny,

But you went M.I.A and I am not in the C.I.A,

I still like your thighs, that certainly can’t change,

Thighs will always be there, yours or anothers,

I am never quiet, you just stopped talking to me,

I promise I’ll keep in touch from now on,

Is what he said.

So do you have a girlfriend yet?

Or are you still sleeping around like a tourist?

I heard you slept with Alicia,

How many girls have you slept with?

It’s not that I’m interested in you,

I just want to know,

It’s just small talk, you know?

Is what she said.

I am still a skater; I don’t ride with anybody,

I’m still sleeping around, just not in people,

I’m sure you’ve heard a lot,

Just not sure of what you choose to pay attention to,

I’ve slept with as many girls as you choose to believe,

I know you aren’t interested in me,

I mean, who would be attracted to me?

It’s not small talk I’m just being real, you know?

Is what he said.

So have you ever been interested in me?

You compliment me a lot,

Or do you just want to sleep with me?

You don’t seem like a straight guy,

People already claim I slept with you,

Did you tell them that or they just assumed?

I would really like to know,

Is what she said.

I have interests in many things; you probably may be one of them,

I compliment you because you warrant a compliment,

I do want to sleep with you,

But that doesn’t require me to compliment you,

I am a straight guy; the number of girls I slept with is testament,

People claim I am insane, do you still believe them?

I told them you were high, I am not a necrophile,

I guess I like you then

I think now you know,

Is what he said.

Are you serious or do you just want to get into my pants?

I know your type of guys,

Smooth with the words but hit the door as soon as you hit it,

I have feelings for you but I will not let myself fall for you,

I am not going to let myself get hurt again,

So if you just want to sleep with me, let me know,

We are both grown ups and thus, should be open,

Don’t waste my time if you know you’ll hurt me,

Is what she said.

I am very serious, though I never get into relationships,

You know my type of guys but you don’t know me,

I may be smooth, but I’m rough on the edges,

If I hit the door, it will be you, who chased me out,

Feelings are not a switch that can be put on and off,

I wouldn’t hurt you knowingly,

I want to sleep with but I can also be with you,

I am a grown up,

I have no time to waste, that is my most valuable asset,

Is what he said.

I am still not sure whether you want to be with me or in me,

But I will give it a try,

I won’t expect anything from you though,

I know what you want, so I won’t place my trust in you,

I don’t trust you,

I know you say I should, but you haven’t given me a reason to,

I have opened up for you,

Do you as you please,

But remember you made a promise,

And adults keep their promises,

Is what she said.

I know I want to be within you,

You opened your legs for me; I opened my mind to you,

I have become vulnerable,

But I presume it’s all for a better cause,

I actually want to settle with you,

But there seems to be a minor issue,

If you don’t trust me, what is the essence of our relationship?

I made a promise and I will stand by it,

I however, will not compromise myself,

My dignity comes first,

Then my principles,

Then you can pick whether you want to be with me,

Is what he said.

So? I am not your girlfriend or your wife,

I did not expect such kind of behavior from you,

You made a promise and changed immediately after,

I have nothing to say to you,

Anything you say has no bearing on my mindset,

I took a risk but I was ready for the consequences,

I will make you feel as you made me feel,

I will sleep with your friend,

And communication between us will be cut,

I want nothing to do with you,

You can forget of my existence for all I care,

You are dead to me,

Is what she said.

I never asked for a spouse or a partner,

I was just showing care and concern,

I am a human being, even mountains change over time,

I however, have plenty to say to you,

Whether you choose to believe me or not is irrelevant in the face of truth,

I took a risk and put more than emotions on the line,

I put my values and my time which are my tools of survival,

So I’m not sad,

I’m just surprised and a little bit mad,

You say I’m dead to you?

Well, welcome to your nightmare, because I’m not going anywhere,

Unfortunately, I have neither the time nor energy to hate you,

I will just do to you as I have done to others, let you be

I won’t forget you,

I value my mind and you make up a bit of my memory,

So I will keep you there, as a lesson,

Or rather, as a statistic,

But if a blind man has a vision, who I’m to be blinded by emotions?

I hope for the best for you,

Is what he said.

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In the name of good

Do we do good because it is good to do good or because it is right to do good? I have an active mind and constantly engage myself in intrapersonal arguments just to get to the bottom of most issues. People will say it is right to do good. But who decides what is right and what is wrong? Right and wrong, are relative unlike truth. So how is the measure for what is right and the amount of good it deserves set? Do we have a calibration on the right side of a goodometre to show what one deserves? This is where the issue of religion and spirituality comes in. What is religion and what is spirituality? In my simple definition, religion is for people who do good because here are rewards whereas spirituality, is for people who do good because it is good.

Why do I say this? Well, simple. Religion offers its followers promises of things to come. Most people will do good because they know God will increase whatever they have or they will have plenty in heaven. If there was no form of reward for your actions, would you still stop in the middle of the street and hand the fifty shilling note to the leper? Answer yourself, I need not your response. I know many Christians that will read this will probably call me an atheist or an agnostic but I would prefer the term inquisitive. Throughout the education system in C.R.E, we have been taught of African Traditional Religion or simply A.T.R. But what is a traditional religion? Is the Jewish religion traditional? It certainly existed even before Christianity was started. Is Christianity traditional because it started prior to most of the world’s currently known conquests?

All religions glorify an individual who has walked on this earth like all other men. Jesus lived among men and wanted to be taken just as that, a man. Muhammad also was a human being. So why is it traditional when Africans, use a tree a mountain or a prophet as a symbol of their (G)god? At least we know that their prophets did not move around in chariots like our modern day religious leaders, who only drive imported vehicles and live in palatial homes. You can quote the bible or any religious book as many times as you please on phrases that support the clergy making money from their congregation but that still does not justify it. What good is a pastor doing when he uses over Ksh. 20,000 a month in fuel and there is an individual in the congregation who does not know where his next meal is coming from. A pastor living in a suburbs when 87% of his congregation are in the lower class? Quote from Karl Marx is: “Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people”. These words have never been clearer. Religion is making people sell their businesses because if they do good to the pastor, they will be blessed. I say this is a pure mockery of the intelligence of the society.

I stand for spirituality. Where one does good because they get self-satisfaction from those actions. If you feel satisfied in doing good or do not expect a reward for your actions, then you my brother or sister, are doing good.  Do good because you know there is good in all actions that are good. Rewards are always going to be there but unlike satisfaction, they are determined by another individual who sets their own standards as to what each act warrants in terms of rewards. I know I may have stepped on a toe or two but what is that compared to living under notions that you have paid no attention to. As it has become custom, the mirror is your friend, look into it.

 

 

 

 

 


All the thoughts and opinions on this post are intellect approved.

In the name of good

Do we do good because it is good to do good or because it is right to do good? I have an active mind and constantly engage myself in intrapersonal arguments just to get to the bottom of most issues. People will say it is right to do good. But who decides what is right and what is wrong? Right and wrong, are relative unlike truth. So how is the measure for what is right and the amount of good it deserves set? Do we have a calibration on the right side of a goodometre to show what one deserves? This is where the issue of religion and spirituality comes in. What is religion and what is spirituality? In my simple definition, religion is for people who do good because here are rewards whereas spirituality, is for people who do good because it is good.

Why do I say this? Well, simple. Religion offers its followers promises of things to come. Most people will do good because they know God will increase whatever they have or they will have plenty in heaven. If there was no form of reward for your actions, would you still stop in the middle of the street and hand the fifty shilling note to the leper? Answer yourself, I need not your response. I know many Christians that will read this will probably call me an atheist or an agnostic but I would prefer the term inquisitive. Throughout the education system in C.R.E, we have been taught of African Traditional Religion or simply A.T.R. But what is a traditional religion? Is the Jewish religion traditional? It certainly existed even before Christianity was started. Is Christianity traditional because it started prior to most of the world’s currently known conquests?

All religions glorify an individual who has walked on this earth like all other men. Jesus lived among men and wanted to be taken just as that, a man. Muhammad also was a human being. So why is it traditional when Africans, use a tree a mountain or a prophet as a symbol of their (G)god? At least we know that their prophets did not move around in chariots like our modern day religious leaders, who only drive imported vehicles and live in palatial homes. You can quote the bible or any religious book as many times as you please on phrases that support the clergy making money from their congregation but that still does not justify it. What good is a pastor doing when he uses over Ksh. 20,000 a month in fuel and there is an individual in the congregation who does not know where his next meal is coming from. A pastor living in a suburbs when 87% of his congregation are in the lower class? Quote from Karl Marx is: “Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people”. These words have never been clearer. Religion is making people sell their businesses because if they do good to the pastor, they will be blessed. I say this is a pure mockery of the intelligence of the society.

I stand for spirituality. Where one does good because they get self-satisfaction from those actions. If you feel satisfied in doing good or do not expect a reward for your actions, then you my brother or sister, are doing good.  Do good because you know there is good in all actions that are good. Rewards are always going to be there but unlike satisfaction, they are determined by another individual who sets their own standards as to what each act warrants in terms of rewards. I know I may have stepped on a toe or two but what is that compared to living under notions that you have paid no attention to. As it has become custom, the mirror is your friend, look into it.

 

 

 

 

 


All the thoughts and opinions on this post are intellect approved.

Who is an African?

Who is an African? I’m I an African just because of my skin pigment or because I originate from Africa? I have no definition of an African. Being African is more psychological than physical in my opinion. Many people would disagree with my stance but just like a strand of hair in a weave, that may not bear much meaning to me. I believe Africa has the potential to generate wealth for the whole world if given the optimum conditions. I can’t say the same about Africans though. As much as we claim independence, we are still stuck in colonialism.

I’m probably telling you something you already know or most likely have heard but just choose to ignore. Why I’m i saying this? Well, take a minute or two and look into the mirror. How much of Africa do you portray? It doesn’t have to be the skins and hides or missing teeth. No. Even cultures outside Africa do that. If Luanda Magere or Waiyaki wa Hinga had a piercing on their tongues or lower lip but Tupac didn’t have a nose ring or Pink didn’t have all those decorations, would you still get them? If Femi Kuti or Franco sang about how much money they made and how many women they’ve laid, would they be held in the same esteem as Jay Z? When we say the West are looking down upon us, what exactly do we mean? Are they looking down upon us because we are African or because we give them a reason to look down upon us?

Why I say being African is psychological is simply because it’s all about ideologies. What happened to communalism? How many people know if the person living next to them is ok or not? How many people even know their neighbours in person? I am not immune to what I am reflecting on, but just because I can’t see the log in my eye doesn’t mean I am blind to your twig. We are quick to say we can make it on our own? But have we thought of the road map to how we will make it on our own exactly? The coffee and tea factories that we proudly boast about are majorly foreign owned. And it’s not foreign Uganda. No, either European or American. We are in debt to international monetary institutions and to pay those debts, we borrow more money. Are we not shooting ourselves in the foot?

How many Kenyans know  Robert Napunyi Wangila won a welterweight gold medal at the 1988 Summer Olympic Games? But how many would stay up till 4 am to watch Floyd Mayweather beat Canales? We are proud of producing an American president, but is the president proud to hail from Africa? How proud of Africa are you? And if you are, are you proud of the African heritage? Most people will not eat “traditional” foods instead preferring to eat junk food and exquisite dishes. Do those foods not originate from a certain culture? What makes that culture more superior to yours? How many of us can fluently speak our mother-tongues as we can English or French? If it wasn’t up to your parents, would you still go to your rural home at any point of the year? I am not in a position to answer any of these questions for anyone. That is a failure as an African on my part but, I think if you did some self evaluation you would be in a better position. Africa can’t speak in voice. Africa speaks in different voices but has the same message. What makes you, you?