Fire Tales

Hop - skip
"Daddy's car is on fire"

Sang the little rascal
As the smoke serpentine
Filling the atmosphere with unusual paint
Amber - red - blue reflection
Downhearted
As the rascal sound looped
Troubling the mind
Thousand pounding questions

Hop - skip
"Daddy's car is on fire"

The resounding sound
Inflated rage
As disbelief sparked hatred
Provoked by the little rascal's fading voice
Clinching fist
Dead being the enacted judgment
Compassion lost pretext
Blood shots drowned tears

Hop - skip
"Daddy's car is on fire"

Crowded thoughts
Racing thousand miles
Unexempted temper ignited
Death to surely come
As calm fled the mind
Loneliness engage the gear
Repeat the clipped set roll
Screened within the cortex
Wilting
Drying the anger to an explosion

Hop - skip
"Daddy's car is on fire"

By Mr. T Mandie

Just Gone

I wish I could repaint these walls
That the stains left by love
Will be wiped out of my consciousness

Yet I keep them as reminder
Of the one that got away
Leaving me with an empty shell
Where the heart used to reside

Pruning the future we were to have
Pawning our love for bowl of meal
That trust went
Fleeing the scene with blood painted hands

Mr T Mandie

Chasing Shadows

Light in the dark
Chasing after each others footsteps
Crippled by the blindness of the night
Shattering sounds of long distance  passer-by

Waking up at unholy hour
To take a cab at uneven life
Pearcing through the silence of calm
Disrupting happiness as known
Undertaken by the grave of the heart

Maybe it's just grey areas
Unchartered plains of life
Delusional hopes of tomorrow
As the soul wipes the soul
The heart strangles the heart
The flesh torment the flesh

Loneliness
As peace offering

By Mr T. Mandie | 0773444703 ©

Dreams

A statistic on the paper never be
As dreams were meant to be dreamt and lived

Set a foot print on a wet concrete
That it fades not when it drys

Never set it on sand
So as to be washed or blown

But live the dream
And not the dream to be lived in a dream

BY Mr T. Mandie ©
_Happy productive Monday y'all_

Senseless World Series

Welcome to a world with no liberty
Where education is toilet paper
For we nail degrees on wall
Though useless they became
As vending is the new king's way
For survival is all we after
For senseless is the world

II

Welcome to a generation cursed by its forefathers
Where life have become a misery pill to swallow
As corrupt became the inheritance they left us
For they killed our planet with their greedyness
That today global warming becomes the hymn that we singing
Hoping not to make the same mistakes they did
For they awarded us cyclones and drought to deal with
As they did this in the name of industrialization

III

Welcome to a nation where everyone is enemy
For they kill our brothers and sisters in the name of patriotism
A bullet they award to the outspoken
As we hide our pains behind the blood our ancestors
Hoping to be shielded from the nightmare
Though it never ends there
As they poison my peers to be one of them
For my voice and words they stole from me

IV

Welcome to a house of pain
Where happiness is always visiting but never staying
For woes and stress are the dinner and breakfast served here
And the cost of living is always a nightmare to embrace
However, on a rare occasions
That rare animal comes to comfort us all for brief stint
As our mothers and fathers never here to give us counsel
But alone we have to go in the jungle to survive

V

Welcome to a community of fake smiles
For daggers and poison are always brewing
Ready to celebrate ones downfall
As ones victory is a curse to all
Plots of hatre are always in motion
Backed by snares of character assassination
While grapevine times are always printing
Happy to destroy what is built of sweat

VI

Welcome to a kingdom of liars and murderers
Where you are served lies in gold covers
Murdered by diamond daggers
For wealth is never of value but your soul
As the grime reaper is your best friend after you
As nightmares is always availed in platinum platters
To deceive the eyes to the poison
As murder is what they reward

VII

Welcome to a community of vipers
For venomous is our words
As we hiss in the knees of the unsuspecting
Coiling in dark corners ready to strike
As our bites is death
Cure is never insight
For we pleasure in the downfall of others
But we fled to the blame of the fire

VIII

Welcome to a continent of warlords
For we murder our own
In the name of power and wealth
As we indulge in the forbidden fruit
With hopes of being wiser
Though foolish we become to our actions
For we blink the future to our legacy
As we torture the future in its infantry

IX

Welcome to a universe of the educated
Though fouls we stand in the midst
For we try to prove the mysteries we never made
That madman is what we have birthed to our death
As we litter the once glorious skies with junk
Trying to prove a point though wasting time
Hoping to pull a time heist without  the resources
That scattered we became to the universe

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Stranger To My

A novice I was to change
For nothing seemed normal but strange
Dreams were the death of thoughts
For thoughts ignited new universe's

Unknown to the world
But best kept under
For spells of insecurities it brought
Horror in the unknown
For weakness was I myself in it

Never at helm was I
But crushing went the ship
For strange was normal
Familiar strange
For the world had changed
Left behind in the 90s

Aliens on my mind
Explosions
As I taste nothing known
For unmarried I went
Married I woke up

Strange faces on the wall
Unseen to mind
Though standing by it
Shocked to the reality
Stranger in my own
Never owning what I see
For I had become

Flesh Regrets Flash

"Chikuru kufema!"
Thus they all say
Though gasping for air under the soil
Exchanging their souls for a short time
Short time of nothingness and numbness

And you hear them say....
"As long as wandisiya ndirimupenyu!"
What's left of life
When life is now just an empty shell
Only left on display of what it used to be
As the pleasures of now dime the light
Costing the future of the joys held tomorrow

However they justify themselves
"Hapana kusiri kufa!"
When they invite death to dine with them
Hoping to evade its capture
Though distracted by its beauty
While it plunge, its daggers into the depth of the flesh

Only to sing the last song
Sung by most
"Dai ndakaziva!"
As the ground already calls
Ready to be drenched by blood
As the guest flee with your soul

By Mr T. Mandie |

Just How Long

How long shall we wait?
Wait for change
That is there
But never here

How long shall we dance?
Dance to poverty
That is never there
But always here

How long shall we sing?
Sing songs of change
That are never played there
But always on replay here

How long shall we feast?
Feast on empty platters
That are never empty there
But always without here

How long shall we cry?
Cry of tears of anger, brokeness and hurt
When there smiling face always prevail
While here blood always roll from our eyeballs

For how long shall we be like these?
Just how long?

By Mr T. Mandie

MERCY

Mercy I cry
Mercy I plead
Mercy I beg

Am I not your brother?
That you slaughter
My offspring like it's Christmas in July

Am I not your sister?
That my labour you sacrifice
As you murder my struggle
With machetes and guns

When you were in pain?
Wasn't I there to provide comfort?
Now I now a dog
And old horse
That you put to bed

Mercy I cry
Mercy I plead
Mercy I beg

By Mr T. Mandie

Can You Imagine

Imagine being born a world
Where laws are never there
But they are there
And tears, are ever drumming the drum
without sound

A world where grievance are never heard
But are seen without actions
As bellies are always on E
Hoping to be filled
Without mercy in sight

Can just imagine
A world where being bold
Is crime, death is a sentence
Being outspoken is threat
Which laws manifest to cap

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Let's Play

Let's play a game for a minute
A game where we wait in queue
Where time is never of value
But just another digit on the clock
Let's just stand wasting productive moments
For tomorrow we cry

Let's play a game for a second
A game where we always complain
But never take charge of mistakes
For we blame others for our failures
And play the devils advocate for envy within
Killing time without action
For tomorrow we cry

Let's play a game for a micro second
A game where we steal from our own
As production is never of essence
But just a process on the roll
For we fill our greedy bellies without sweating
While dancing on each others head without think
For tomorrow we cry

Let us just play a game
A game where we act without thinking
As we rob ourselves with rowdiness
Destroying what was to be
As today we rejoice in mayhem
For tomorrow we cry

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Illuminate Plains

I stood by your shoulders
Hoping to be elevated in my weakness
As I beseech to fly with the Stars
Illuminating the darkness within
As I touch the sky to change the world
Strangled by our selfish desire
Hidden to plain

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My Breath You Take

How can cry
When misery have chained me to its legs
For every sound I make
Every breath I take
It chokes me out of air

Though I know
Just one day
It will be my day
For her vices will finally loosen
Breaking free from her curse
As success will stay

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Great Being

We play God
holding onto light bulbs
illuminating path of the blind
steadily tumbling down
hoping to discover the universe
consumed by the darkness
only to be reminded
there is a great being
than us
reaching
highlighting the way
that we stumble not

Piece of the moon

A beautiful night
It could have been
Though electrocuted it was
By the absence of the moon
As the atmosphere tensed
Lacking the essence of life

For stolen was the igniting piece
The pleasure of the heart
The epicenter of light
Shattered

Being around you was victory
For nobody could stop me
Cause I had you
Now left insane
In pursuit of your heart

Charged with negligence
I toyed with my heart
For robbed was a piece
While I least expected it
Only reporting within seas of sorrows
Trying to justify my pain
For unquantifiable it was

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When The Music Stopped

I had it on repeat
Listening
Hoping the scars
Imprinted on my heart
Would heal

For she was gone
And with her
My heart
She had stolen

Leaving potholes
I tried to fill
With the tunes
We swung too

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Virtuous Woman

She was the real deal
Untanned by the falsehood of the city
For in her, a really woman she was
As her beauty was embraced by her nature
A rare breed

For she was the woman the bible said to be a good thing
As I asked for her hand
Which I hoped to hold forever
For her virtue had me locked
As I had to have her for eternity

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If Only I Knew

I was just a vintage
A relic in the garage
Rusting my way out of life
As my use was absolute
Though wealth is what I used to present
A prestige to have

I was once a goddess
Worshipped by many for my beauty
As vultures were always after me
Gifts on their hands
So I thought I was winning
Though my blood they drained me dry

All I knew was to sell myself
That they used me until I was nothing
Destroying the beautiful garden
That once bloomed with glory
Now a barren land with no beauty is what they left
Taking with them the jewel once held

I bolted my life into despair
For cheap thrills is what I saw with my naked eyes
As mountains ahead were scary for me to climb
Not knowing my soul to torment is what I chased
Giving away my precious self to vampires
Who killed me softly while awarding vanity

I wish I knew, my ticket was a fading ticket
Maybe I would have treasured it better
Kept it to my chest
And not for others to indulge
Maybe I wouldn't have become rusty
I wish someone would have told me beauty was just....

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My Truth

All I ever wanted was to smith some letters into words
To tell my story without encroaching into others
To highlight my predicaments - my wars
So I could inspire a generation
Building tomorrow together as one
Embracing change to our situation
For this is my truth
For which I wish no one to deter me from

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Night Clubs On Wheels

We stood firm together
Hoping nothing to tear us apart
For we soldiered on to hells gates
As we sought to free ourselves
For hostage was the chains of slavery
As the courage we hosted was deemed to match to each

Towards the mouth of the furnace
In the fierceness of the battle
The craven choose to run away
Abandoning freedom
Throwing some discouragement

For their desires were see us incarnate
Dancing to poverty
As if it's a night club on wheels
Though rolling down hill to destruction

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Night Stand Love

It was a game of hide and seek
Hiding for my innocence
As I seek experience
In unusual places
For my heart was her's tonight
And on the morrow somebody else

It wasn't about love
But thrusting of innocence into dark
Stealing the precious jewel
She holds for my treasure chest
As on the morrow I will be bragging
Looking for another victim to pursue
As her sweet cries fades away
And intoxicating love dissolves
In acid of victory

For wasted she will be
A relic in my closet
As claim to have won her heart
Destroyed her pride
For words uttered
Not to mean anything
But to murder the innocence
Inside her
For she was to be
Part of my trophy collection

For all I knew was night stand love
Never lasting
But pleasure for one night
Though condemning my soul
To the darkness of the world
For heart breaks is all I ever knew
And victims is all I had

By Mr. T. Mandie |
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Dreams of tomorrow

Tomorrow was what we hold
Hoping for change to come
In glad tidings
Setting the preset to prosperity
Denning the corrupt from indulging

For all this was just reverie
For infested was the system
Distorting the dreams of the future
As elusive were the prospects
For tomorrow wasn't ours

For poverty were all we swallow
Dreams were all we afford
As our sweat build empires of the elite
Destroying the legacy of the just
To wallow in sorrow

Trouble presented

Silent shivering words
Escapes out of the vault
Murmuring stories
Best kept to the chest

Said in the cold of the night
Trying to ignite
The passion of the lost
Hoping light would
come back to the darkness
Consuming the soul
Into unknown universe's

Propelled to live among strangers
Though a villian you seem
For their ways ain't yours
But trouble is what they presented
On a golden platter

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It's Alcohol's Fault

She was my queen
Though I blame it
On the alcohol

For it pained me
That black eyes
Became her trademark
Every m'rning

For I knew not
What dusk fiat
She would have faced

For she told me
A monster always come
At night
And in the m'rning
Prince charming emerge

At my hands
A victim she was
Though trapped
In a vice of love
For I was her monster
And Prince charming

A knight at dawn
And a villain at dusk

A vicious animal
At night
As I yenned for her blood
To quench the thirst within
Only to regret in morning
For I was her doctor
Nursing the wounds of yesternight

For grief was the trophy
I gave her
Hidden in a veil of love
Coated in a diamond carat ring

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Mother's Touch Sob

For your touch I sob
Pain on my heart
As I wish you were here
To love and protect me
From this cruel world
 
All I am left with
A vague memories of you
Hoping I had shared more time
For vivid you would remain on my mind
As I continously sob to know you

For time was a thief
For it never afforded me
A chance to know you
Only awarding me dreams
Of how it feels
To have a mum

Everytime I see
Other kids get warm embrace
From their mum's
I always feel
Like I'm left out
Alone to nurse the pains of this world

All I ever wanted was
To feel your love and care
To hear your empowering advice
To feel your embrace
To hear your reassuring words
In this cruel world we live in

But you left me sobbing
With a vague memory of you
Alerted at a tender age
That life ain't easy
For cruel was the world
As it played
It's number on me
Exposing me to the cold

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Can I Borrow A Hand

Don't sugar coat my pain
For I need to be healed
Instead of being mocked

Don't stage manager my grief
For I need to be comforted
Rather than being paraded

Don't distort my troubles
For I need to be assisted
Instead of being backbitten

Don't cosmetically dress my depression
For I need to be helped
Rather than being neglected

For who is to save me?
When you busy
Mocking, parading, backbiting and neglecting
For your hand was required
If I was to sail through

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Ordained In The Stars

Why do you love to hurt?
While pretending to care
When did hate turn to love?
For all you claimed
Was you love me
Yet your actions told another story

A maid I became to you
And if I stood up for myself
You saw me as rebel
All you ever wanted was to entrap me
So I couldn't be what I was meant to be

For scared you were
Of what was in me
So you tried using seniority
As vice to incarcerate me
And yet you still hid behind the veil of love
To fool me
For my success was pain

For your desires
Were see me down
Begging for scraps
Rather than winning
Wrecking my ship
Hoping that I sink and drown
But way up!
Was my only destination
You couldn't stop me
For it was predestined

Greatness
Preordained in the stars

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Sweat To Starvation

They told me to work hard
If I was to make it
And yet they wanted to bleed me off my labour

They told me, "if you work for us"
They were to give me everything
I ever desired
And yet all they cared about was my sweat in their bellies

When I tried to stand up for myself
They pounced on me with their powers
Leaving me in fear and depression
For murder they promised

So I sweat for them to grow bigger
While my family languishes in poverty
Starvation being my everyday cue

They claim to be my heroes
Yet they enslave me
With their shackles of greediness
Killing my generation's future
For the sake of their own benefit
Incarnating my dreams in their bubble of corruption

Was it the cost of freedom?
They claim to have given me
How was I to live?
When hell is what they awarded me

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