TRUTHSPEAK 1: INSIDE OUT

Pedicure, manicure; this cure, that cure

Yet nobody tells them they are sick for sure

Spending so much; to make the outside beautiful

Yet they don’t have time; to make the inside beautiful

 

Squeezing the life out of their bodies

Squeezing themselves into tight clothes

No wonder they have no space in their lives

No space for truth or reality

No space to even think…

Of what they’re really doing

 

Doing their best to reveal their cleaves and curves

Doing themselves the injustice they perhaps deserve

We get the theme: “Less fabric, more meat”

But those who have much on the inside

Are not so keen to show their outside

What’s left to show; when you bear it all?

 

Their lives are upside down

The ladies of the night town

They do their thing on the low down

But I wish they would slow down

And realize; love died because we killed it!

 

Imperfect pieces, struggling to fit in

Quick to adopt a uniform line of thought

Seeking unity in conformity, in ways unbefitting

Struggling so hard to be exactly what you’re not

There’s just one little thing that she forgot

True beauty just cannot be bought

 

Earphones stuck in her ears all day

Plugged in to the rest of the world – except herself

She listens to Rihanna and Beyonce all day

But she doesn’t have time – to listen to herself

Or her heart…the screaming voice inside

Muffled by the noise of the world

 

She’s driven by impulse, not purpose

Quick to ape, slow to think

See, she has a fake face, complete with a fake smile

Fake bosom, fake hips, fake behind

Fake hair, fake nails, and a fake personality

But she is seriously looking for a ‘real’ man!

Yet she’s…

Deeply in love

With a man who deeply lusts after her

And not just one, but many

And the epic romance; began

When you met at a strip club

 

She says, ‘We have a lot in common’

And I agree…You chase the same illusions

But most common of all, is how

The both of you are so good at living a lie

 

But;

Expecting lust to last

Is like building a tower with dust

I can explain it all now

The broken homes, broken dreams, broken hearts, broken lives…

When we throw truth out the window

We begin to live in the shadow

Of the very light that should highlight

The beauty of reality

 

For how much longer

Will you wake each morning to live a lie?

For how much longer

Will you live in the shadow of fear

And die a little more inside!

For how much longer

Will you run away from the truth

And prefer darkness to light

 

We only have one life to live

Live it true

Live it best

Live it fully

Dignified, respectable, honorable, noble, authentic, real, original!

A life you can be TRULY proud of

When you breathe your last!

 

It’s your life, your legacy!

 

 

By William Mudamba