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The Sinner’s Church

I came here for love – nothing else

Now make my fantasies come right

You been talking me up

Now is time to reveal your cards to me

Are you Acing up the game, babe?

Or are you all talk no show?

My attention is all on you

Be my good-good, be my mistake, be my jackpot

But wherever the wind blows this,

Imma be the show for you – a freaky one

Do you own the exclusive ticket to this?

I’m a kinky kinda person, you like?

You like?

I take my Fridays naughty

I prefer guilty pleasures in the week

Confess all on Sundays

But when I start to daydream

My mind turns straight to you

You ready for this?

Most days, I don’t do hearts and love

Most days I’m all for ships that sail to lost places

But right now, I’m all about making you the king of this palace

You are the kind of trouble I’m willing to sip on

You are my kind of church


Calling by the Past

Calling by the Past

Does the past call out your name?

Do you look at me and wonder,

Wonder why your heart has entwined with mine?

Do you ever feel there is much more to life than what we have?

Are you stuck between life and our love?

Because I am…

I want to love you the way you love me

I want to need you the way you need me

But the boat is not floating that way

I’m scared to look inside

I’m scared to talk to the demons inside

The road I have chosen for myself is a bumpy one

My heart breaks for you

My body yearns for you at night

My heart cries out for you every second

But my soul repulses you

Tell me…

How does it feel to search for love from a cold heart like mine?

Does it hurt every time I play with your wound?

Why you made me your world whilst you were just a small town in my heart?

Why you expect me to love you back when I don’t know what love is?

I pray you move on and realize

I was never the right dame for you

I hope your next one treats you better than I can

Above all, I hope she gives you the love I could never be able to

As for me, my past is calling me.

Say Goodbye to this


Don’t you want to stay a little while longer?

Don’t you want to hold me for a little while?

I don’t want to say goodbye to this

I need you here with me


We can make a world of our own

Where your breathe is mine and mine, yours

Where we only need one heart to survive

I need you to need me like I do you


To the world, I’m blind

But we both know my eyes see only you

You are fire to my winter

A cool breeze to my blazing sun


I’m your true love – you just don’t know it yet

I’m the mother of your unborn children

The only person you are going to look forward to argue with

Just so you can have the fired up make-up love-making scenes


Honey, I’m that kind of girl you take home to meet your mama

And my mould doesn’t come twice

This luck doesn’t hit you twice in your lifetime

So what do you say to me wearing your big t-shirt every morning?

‘We’ Of You and I



I got issues

And so do you

You got to take me

You got to love me

This me

And not the me that they want me to be


Our love is not for everyone

We are dreamers and we belong together

We fought

We laboured

We hurt

Just to keep it alive


You got touch these scars

You got accept the flaws I come with

Our tears we keep contained

Just for the drought times

No one understands this love

But we got to keep going


We reckless

We be loving untimely

We find ourselves in the ‘we’ of you and I

My heart is too strong for anyone else

My nights are too dark for somebody else but you

Just promise one thing

Promise me no promises

For our love is too fragile to survive broken truth


A Mother’s Nightmare

She stood ash faced as the casket took him six feet under

She wished the pieces could have landed in different places

But she believed it was destiny

Her Mama always told her, “When Destiny decides your fate, you never argue with her.”

Somehow deep inside, she wished she had put a fight against this Destiny being

Then maybe, just maybe her son will still be breathing this air

She looked at all the ‘mourners’ who have come to pay their last ‘respect’ to the deceased

A storm of emotions rose within her

She knew most of them came to confirm that indeed he was dead

For everyone standing around his grave will not spend a nickel-worth of respect to this Dead

They did not know him as much as she did – before…

Before he got possessed by bad spirits

He was once a good-natured, kind child

This morning she saw that sweet child he once was

As he rested down in the coffer

She was happy that financial-wise, she did not hold back in making sure that he looked respectable

The grey designer suit she bought him suited him so much

That hope was placed in her heart as she expected to see him opening his eyes at that moment

But a she planted a kiss in his cold cheek; she knew that the only journey left to their final meeting place was hers

As she threw a handful of dirty or ‘dust to dust’ as the holy man called it

She heard the distinctive sound of the siren announcing the arrival of new guests

She counted three policemen as they make their way to the mourners

She held her breath and nodded

She was ready

You see, a parent burying a child is never a good sight

But a mother burying a child who died by her own hands is every parent’s worst nightmare ever

As the police led her away, she knew by then that no one will ever understand

They wouldn’t understand why she did it

But she had to do it – to guarantee a place in Heaven for her wayward child

Yes, that’s how much she loved the child she brought to this appalling earth

Did they think it was easy to pull that trigger?

She cast her eyes to the heavens as she said a short prayer for the souls her son and his gang took forceful from this earth

The last prayer she said was for her son – may the One above keep him safe until tonight

Yes, tonight she will reunite with her real son

The son she carried in her womb

Not the monster that greedily took from the poor,

The monster that left so many homes widowed and fatherless

The monster that she took down with three bullets

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Exiled Mind

I woke up this morning thinking how bad my life was

Oh the things I could change if I had choice

My bed needed new sheets

I didn’t like the taste of my coffee

I hated my job

The coat didn’t match the colour of my eyes

I could go on about how unfair life was

Till I saw her


With one child on her back and one holding to the helm of her skirt for dear life

As she rushed pass me

Tears of regrets and years of bad choices running down her beautiful face

Her tiny feet had dried up rivers going all places

The lines on her face betrayed the beauty she once was

Her ashen face deceived those it can about her time in this earth

The shoes on her feet were one with the dust beneath her soles

They had all their earthly belongs on their backs


She stared straight through my soul with her probing eyes

Silently she questioned my ungratefulness

And with shame, I walked away…

Lovemaking and Warmaking


As he whispered my name into my ears

I was lost to this world

His hands moved slowly from my tiny waists

Smoothly climbing up to my erect two towers

As I slowly moaned

He pulled my hair with his strong hand

And planted his wet lips unto my trembling ones

He slowly lifted my chin and

He said, ‘Be mine for the rest of my life.’

I replied, ‘Isn’t this the rest of our lives?’

‘I love you girl’ he declared

And I was in heaven

He took his time to massage my soft, velvet brown skin with the scented soap

As I drown in the shower rain

The passion was our meal

No one owned us

Ours was love of hunger

Love so exclusive, love so obsessive

Love so sweet, disturbing and dark


I was a bad thing to him

He looked good to me

As we set each other’s world on fire

My small hands dug their way into his flesh as

I welcomed his bite on my neck with delight

He leisurely laid me down on the hard floor

Tightening the scarf on my wrists

He quenched all my sensual needs with physical pain in the right places

A slow and fast-paced love we gave to one another

Our worlds collided and we couldn’t stop this thing we had started

We’d lost control and we loved every bit of it


My body, my heart yearned for him

As he teased me with his skilful tongue

He communicates well with all parts of my body

He owned me – he possessed my being

As I felt free in this out of the ordinary time

The only time my mind allowed another being

To completely tame it!