DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL

Life is a riddle. One of the worst days of my life is the day I received a phone call from mum while she was in the hospital asking me to go and pick up my baby sister from school hundred miles away without telling her what had happened. She said, “Go and bring your baby sister from school” then I replied, “But why? She just left last week” then she said, “Your father just lost his last fight, go and bring your baby sister so that she can mourn with the family” Don’t tell her what has happened until you reach home. How was I to tell her that she has just lost her dad yet she was my Daddy’s Little Girl?

She looks at me with a curious gaze

I look to the sky as I pray for the grace

To help me know how to tell her

That things will never be the way they were

I hold her into my arms

Coz she was my daddy’s little girl

She looks at me without a clue

Of why am feeling so blue

Her lonely tears start to fall

While I stand with my backs against the wall

I give her my shoulder to lean on

Coz she is still my daddy’s little girl

She looks at me and asks again

But this time I could feel the pain

Of telling my daddy’s little dove

That she has lost her love

I wipe away her tears

Coz she will always be my daddy’s little girl

HUNDRED MILES

Hundred miles of tears

Hundred miles of fears

Hundred miles of pain

Hundred miles in the rain

Hundred miles of lies

Hundred miles of questions

Hundred miles of reflections

Hundred miles of sadness

Hundred miles of despair

Hundred miles of wishes

Hundred miles of thoughts

Hundred miles of doubts

Hundred miles of unbelief

Hundred miles of regrets

Hundred miles of hopelessness

That’s how far I went to bring back

My daddy’s little girl home

And tell her that  

Daddy is no longer alive

AM A SOLDIER BOY, NOT BY CHOICE

War is a very bad thing; it can leave you an orphan, a widow and can make each and everyone of you poor. Put yourself in the shoes of an eight year old soldier boy. War has just begun in your country. Your father has been killed in your presence, your mother has been raped and killed too and your siblings are all lying down in a pool of blood. You are hiding from the enemies because they are seeking for more people to kill since they want to finish your whole family. Once they have gone, you decide to seek for help but instead you find your friends who are in the same situation as you holding a gun because revenge seems to be the only source of solace. Let us embrace peace so that we can all have a better future

SOLDIER BOY, NOT BY CHOICE

Am standing here with my backs against the wall

So confused that I can’t stand Tall

Everyone that I love in this world is gone

And I have been left all alone

The thoughts are too heavy that I can feel the weight

But it’s so hard to carry on because am only Eight

The past has turned out to become a thorn

Because erased are all the sweet memories that my life adorn

Am a soldier boy, not by choice

Don’t be quick to judge me but please hear my voice

I have the experience of holding a gun

And when the enemy comes I cannot run

I am a survivor I have seen death with my own eyes

I don’t trust anyone anymore and I see everything as lies

Wish that I could have that chance to live a happy life again

Because I know that it’s the only way to get rid of my pain

The past can hurt, has hurt and will forever hurt

Because the bitter memories have been inflicted deep in my heart

Am a soldier Boy, Not by Choice

Don’t be quick to judge me but please hear my voice

They call me all sorts of names such as a murder

I don’t know if there’s any hope for a killer

I have been made to become a friend of sorrow

Pain, hatred, anger, revenge…hope to see tomorrow

Everyday I fear to face the future

Oh! How I wish to tell my story during the rupture

But God you know that am only an insecure boy

Please forgive me coz am just an innocent boy

Wishes and horses don’t add up anymore

Coz I can’t dream of happiness or anything more

Am a soldier Boy, not by Choice

Don’t be quick to judge me but please hear my voice

TOMORROW NEVER DIES...

Tomorrow Never Dies

I have seen my yester years

Though part of it is full of tears

There’s so much I want to hear

That’s why am all years

Can’t get more curious

And that’s why am very serious

Please tell me what tomorrow holds

Because by Grandma I was told

Tomorrow Never Dies

Today is full of Hope

Though am trying to cope

With so many treasures untold

Am ready for them to unfold

But I don’t know How

My Patience will Allow

Please tell me what tomorrow holds

Because by Grandma I was told

Tomorrow Never Dies

Yesterday is said to be history

Though mine was full of misery

Today is called the Present

Somehow true because it’s Recent

Don’t want to stand in a past pothole

Because I want to come out whole

Please tell me what tomorrow holds

Because by Grandma I was told

Tomorrow Never Dies

In the past I once believed

That someday my pain will be relieved

And I know deep within

My faith will finally Win

I can’t hold on to yester thoughts

Because the past has already been fought

I lift my head up to the sky

With no more questions like why

I don’t need to know what tomorrow holds

Because by grandma I was told

Tomorrow Never Dies

MY FRIEND...

a rose to be exact,
Or maybe like a brand new gate
that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like a heart that goes
strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
if we didn't have a friend.
I Thank the lord that you are my Friend

MY WISH FOR YOU

MY WISH FOR YOU....
Comfort on difficult days
Smiles when sadness intrudes
Rainbows to follow the clouds
Laughter to fill your lips
Sunset to warm your heart
Gentle hugs when spirits sag
Friendsips to brighten your days
Beauty for your eyes to see
Confidence for when you doubt
Faith so that you can believe
Courage to know yourself better
Patience to accept the truth
And Love to complete your life....Coz
I LOVE YOU....AND THATS
MY WISH FOR YOU

BEAUTIFUL...

Years have come and gone
Friends have come and gone
Then as I look back
I realize that I don't lack
A friend to call my own
For you I have known
Over the years
and you're still here
And all I have to say is...
YOU'RE STILL BEAUTIFUL

The beauty of your true friendship
Your warm embrace...
Your sincere smile...
Your caring heart and your tender sentiments
Transcends the mere word "FRIEND"
Coz when I look at you
I see you in a different light
Candle light, Sunlight, Moonlight
And I stand Amazed, A gaped...Coz
YOU'RE STILL BEAUTIFUL...

The day I met you all I wanted was to say "Hi"
Even though I can't really tell why
Now am here
Ten years...Eleven Years...Twelve years...Thirteen
More than a decade down the line
And have found the reason
And all I can simply say is
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
TE QUIERO MUCHO
JE T'AIME BEAUCOUP
NAKUPENDA SANA
KWAGALA NYOO
NALINGI YO MINGI
NDAKUKUNDA
In my world you truly deserve to be told these words COZ

YOU'RE STILL BEAUTIFUL...

TEARS...

When everyone is unkind
To my gentle mind
I know where to Turn
For love in Return
The sweetest thing on Earth
That takes away my Breath
She is always There
And I confide in her Care
Tears...

When pain decides to Knock
I try the door to Lock
Then she comes and Stands
Pulls me into her Arms
I look up into the Sky
And ask myself Why
Without Hesitate she gives me a Smile
I wish for her I could go an extra Mile
Tears...

When I need her the Most
When everything is Lost
She is always Close
A friend that I'll never Loose
She crossed her Heart
Never to let me Hurt
Tears...

When embraced by Sadness
When overwhelmed by  Happiness
I lay awake all Night
Knowing everything will be Alright
Like an optimistic Sparrow
I face Life with no Sorrow
With much Hope for Tomorrow
I owe all thanks to you my
Tears...

TRUST...

Trust is but a word
But it Still has meaning
We can all give it meaning
It is a very wonderful feeling
The Fight for Trust takes place in the
Battlefield of Love Where....
Many get Hurt
Many Cry
Many Kill
Many get killed
Many Betray
Many are Betrayed
Many Curse
Many are Cursed
Many make wishes in vain
Many Lose Hope
Many are Buried Alive!!!
Many Retreat and Surrend...

JESUS SOIT MON ESPOIR

Jesus, soit le centre
Soit ma lumiere
Soit ma source, Jesus

Jesus, soit le centre
Soit mon espoir
Soit mon chant, Jesus

Soit le feu, dans mon couer
Soit le vent dans ces voies
Soit la raison de ma vie
Jesus

Soit ma vision
Soit mon chemin
Soit mon guide, Jesus

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WILL SHE EVER FIND LOVE?

She looks at me with a curious gaze and asks
"Where is my Daddy?"
I look back at her and...keep quiet
Tears start to flow down her cheek
Upon seeing her tears, I felt like crying too
I held her in mine arms and say "Its okay baby, pliz don't cry"
Coz I know something that she doesn't
She is only three years old and her parents
Have just divorced...I know how she is feeling
Coz her "Daddy"...The only thing on earth she knows as LOVE
In the whole world
Has been taken out of her life
I VIVIDLY REMEMBER...
How her Daddy used to call me and say
"If you're not busy please come over...I want us to take my daughters to
Village Market, Rock City....and many other places"
But now...I spend time with this little Angel in tears
I went and told him how his daughter was asking for him in tears
He tells me how he and his wife divorced and the court took everything
Away from him including his two precious daughters
And tells me how her wife is already married to another man and
Has abandoned their daughters and that he has nothing left to do
Except pray that his daughters will one day find Love again...
He looks at me and says "Thanks for your concern"
Things gets worse for me because...He explains to me everything that happened
And how wishes that his two daughters that he loves so much
Were not part of this...He weeps too...huuuh!!! "Its okay sir", I say
He looks at and says son..."Pray that God gives you a perfect wife that you will live with happily ever after"...Tears fall from his eyes again
"Oh! God I love my daughters"...and he says.."Its okay with my wife, she has moved on with another mman but my only worry is my daughters and especially my little Princess "
"Will she ever find LOVE?"
I tried my level best to comfort him..and as we parted ways
I was just thinking about the whole sad story then I held my guitar
passionately in my arms and wrote a song called.....
WILL SHE EVER FIND LOVE?...ELLA ENCUENTRA NUNCA AMOR?

I'LL BE HERE...

I cannot ease your aching heart,

Nor take your pain away;

But let me stay and take your hand

And walk with you today.



I'll listen when you need to talk,

I'll wipe away your tears;

I'll share your worries when they come,

I'll help you face your fears.



I'm here and I will stand by you,

On each hill you have to climb;

So take my hand, let's face the world...

And live just one day at a time.



You're not alone, for I'm still here,

I'll go that extra mile;

And when your grief is easier,

I'll help you learn to smile!

I'll be here with You, For You and By You

Love Adorned By Thorns...

She tried to Love again

But she was still in pain

Like evaporated drops of rain

It was all in vain

She had lost all Hope

And couldn't try to cope

Overtaken by her past

Couldn't tell how long it would last

Wished she could consult Mr. Fate

But he always seemed to come late

She had no reason to remember tomorrow

Coz her life was full of sorrow

Life had stopped being Kind

To her gentle Mind

She could feel the Thorn

That her Love Adorn....

There She Stands...

Like a fresh red rose stepped upon

Like the beautiful colors of the rainbow ignored

Like the smile of an innocent baby assumed

There she stands....


The world has turned its back on her

She has turned her back on the world too

Wishes no longer makes sense

Love has proven to be blind

And there is no chance for her to unwind

Promises makes more sense when broken

And with a broken smile,

There she stands....


Long gone are the days

When she could find her pathway

Cause everything seems to delay

With her back against the wall

Her innocent tears start to fall

Nothing makes sense anymore

Wishes and roses don't add up anymore

There she stands...