Stop, stop, they shout, and the echoes in my ears emphasis
That is not the way, no one does that
They shout louder and louder.
Yet not louder than the voice inside of me
You have to go on, my spirit says,
We can’t stop now, not when we are this close!
The world is waiting on us and the time is now.
It’s now our time to shine
Our time to show the world what we got
With passion and courage
We can’t stop now.
Look at those against us,
Look at them closer;
Look at the weakness in their eyes,
Their desire for us to stop is so weak than our desire to move forward.
How can they stop us?
No one will stand against us
For the one, that stands with us
Is stronger than the one against us
Tell me, why stop now!
Beneth 03rd Oct 2014
For the last two weeks I have been wondering; how would this planet be if stopped complaining and did something about the things we believe are ‘not fair’ as we call them?
Like if each one of us opened a door to the homeless or to someone else’s dreams, or provided a meal to the hungry paint that picture with me and see a changed and great planet.
But NO, we don’t do that and some other people use these same people we have failed to help to make their own dreams come true… I don’t mean to sound bitter but I always look at the street kids and I feel terrible inside of me. We have given up on helping them because we believe it’s a ‘business’. Am not saying we should invest in some ones business but can’t we do something about the street kid that is being abused?
Another area that really gets to me is how we complain about our leaders; this area has two personalities; those that believe they can do better and don’t contest, and those that sit on their opinions and complain about the results.
I just keep wondering if some of you believe you can do a better job, why don’t you come up and urge us to support you, and those that don’t vote and then you question the results… honestly I have no words for you, may be you tell me whom you expect to vote for you?
We all know what we do and how we complain at the end of the day, my only prayer is that we just stop complaining and do something on those areas we feel uncomfortable with. Let’s give a hand, take a stand to the things we believe in, make our voices heard and take lead where need be for this will make this planet a place we want it to be.
I have learnt a lot
A baby in your arms,
That is what i have been.
Not that I’m complaining,
But rather, thankful and grateful
For in your arms,
I have learnt to love,
To care, and to live my life
I have learnt
Who I am,
Who I was meant to be,
And whom, I want to be,
I have learnt to earn,
Spend, save and invest.
All that I am,
I owe it to you,
Many have placed a hand on me,
But without your hand,
All could have been crashed,
I have learnt a lot,
And thanks to you.
By Beneth 22/07/2010.
This is for my Familly
(Dad, Mum, Sisters and Brothers)
Thank you guys,
Cursed by ‘Charity’ Mafias
My job is simple,
I sit and stretch out my hand for a coin!
As soon as it drops,
My supervisor picks it from me.
No water for the sunny day,
No shelter for the rainy day,
I got to work at all times.
As though that is not enough to deal with,
The city leaders,
Chase us off the roads like unwanted flies attempting to tap some food.
Small change coin makes our day,
But not good enough for our growth,
Physically, mentally and emotionally
Human rights advocate for us but are not sure if they know what hurts us most.
Others look at us with an evil eye,
And I wonder are Cursed by ‘Charity’ Mafias,
That brought us to town.
Whatever the case, here we are,
Though hunted like wild and harmful animals.
All we are doing is trying to survive like any other person on earth.
Accept us as humans,
Despite the circumstances