What is freedom with unspoken words? What is freedom if you walk between swords? Does freedom come in mysterious ways? Is what I experience one of those ways? What is freedom with unspoken words? How can you enjoy freedom without...
Kiss me, mortal man. For all your love of men, kiss me yet again. How I have strayed you. How I have slayed you. Forget your home, stay here a while. What honey I have is yours, on my silver...
My heart is beating like the primitive African drum, Rumbling deep in the painted caves of the Kalahari, With a fire rounded by stories of the old, To soothe the thundering storms looming on the horizon, Lightning brings flashes of...
So rusty is women abuse Physical Emotional Financial A stone-age practice It would be so rusty if it were silver So rhythmic that it happens every second, everyday, everywhere At home, work, church, school, hospital Even in your street Women...
(a dedication to my son Jacques Mateya Jr) I was nothing. Despite my aid and abet. Selflessness and Sacrifices made. Still nothing As nothing as ant. Like mild breeze Nothing was nothing like me. Precious time was like a quiet...