Some people.

In this life; some people want money. They feel like them and money go hand in hand. When you travel to the other side of the land we are all living in; you would be surprised because other people just want clean running water, power (electricity), and efficient infrastructure.

In other part, some millions, are only seeking love and validation. There are also those, in impoverished country who are only seeking the “high” & “a being drunk” drunk kinda situation.

We have habit, and them habit have made us their habits. Some people have good habits, while others have bad habits. We all have to live with them. They are like our demons.

What i do not promote though are those people who normally say they came on this  earth for MONEY.

Those types of people are very dangerous to be associated with.  They can do anything to make and get money; as easy and as quick as possible.

Well, that’s some people

    We qualified for FIFA

For the past several months our ears have been hearing stories of loss(financial fraud) going on in this country. A lot of bad news have successfully been the leading story.

Yesterday, South Africa qualified for the FIFA WORLD CUP🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

I think let’s celebrate for now…

    We qualified for FIFA

For the past several months our ears have been hearing stories of loss(financial fraud) going on in this country. A lot of bad news have successfully been the leading story.

Yesterday, South Africa qualified for the FIFA WORLD CUP🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

I think let’s celebrate for now…

            Only in RSA

I am parson who likes to watch good movies, and i have a reason for that; good movies sometimes have a greater film quality.

South Africa is a movies, and one of those black and white classic cowboy sh##t. In this country, love is the most expensive thing to get; to keep and to secure.

Others say they cannot afford to love an unemployed man. The cost of doing the love business here turns a decent man into criminals- all in the name of love.

For those already in relationships and with employed partners, once the male partner losses his source of; in this country, he has lost all sense of being.

Once a man is unemployed in this South Afruca, he losses his masculinity, all type of social respect- and a say even within his family.

Being unemployed is harder on it’s own; how worse when people look at you like you are the reason there’s 40% unemployment in South Africa

Boooooo!

Put something boo-tiful into the world. Be boo-jee. Play peek-a-boo. Heal a boo-boo, or cry boo-hoo. Add a bibbidi-bobbidi to your boo. Tell us all about your boo-thang. Put on those boo-gie shoes. Don’t stop boo-lievin’. Give a hearty booyah!  In other words: You do you, Boo. Just be sure your poem has just 44 words, including some form of the word boo.  ➰➰➰78 I entered the room A tiny ghost, wrapped […]

Boooooo!

          Only God knows

When i was born, 30 something years ago, i guess that is when my mother realized her mistake. Shortly after that birth, roughly 3 years later she abandoned me in her sisters care.

She left and never returned, and continued to give more birth to 4 more siblings with different father. What i cannot comprehend is how can she keep making such a same mistake?

From 3 years till today, me myself and i have been my mothers most hated child. She hates me so dearly that she is proud of it!

My mum is a drunkard and is proud to be. She is even proud of how she neglected her kids; and she claims that was better than terminating us when we were embryos.

As i was determined to know my mum and experience a motherly love from since she never had the time for that- only God knows what was in-store for me.

I have never suffered such abuse from anyone or anything close to the abuse my own mother inflicted upon me.

In many ways i could, i did try to make peace with her alcohol addiction and incessant abuses; she was adamant to make hate her equally.

I won’t say this is what i had hoped for between my mother & i; but, i can accept now that she is the only parson i can freely say i dislike.