The Spoken Word With Fofo

A Poet With Cracked Heels I have lived to walk miles with barren feet, A dead sole of barefoot that clumsily went bleak, Regardless of journeys that seemed blanketed by sorrow he never succumb to defeat, Prolonged into his journey of writing like infants manifested by hunger, Motherly instincts kicked in he would never let his thirst go to slumber, Without any sort of quench, He desired to drink from its endless pouring of blisters just to ease his thirst, Feet were bleeding through pages of life, Like scraping a smooth skin with a blunt knife, The agony thereof lingered in he couldn't write, Took a left turn but he knew writing was the right he could forever plaster through notepads of life, His will was over shadowed by a journey of a thousand miles, Pen held in his hand, he no longer writes but let's the ink overflow with bleed, The agonizing talent of his abilities could be felt like Braille to blind people, He was no hero because his writes have offspringed not

Kayxtrodinaire (dedicated to Katlego) Let me speak of a man who has an arsenal of knowledge at his disposal, A Boah Constrictor who milked wisdom from the old sage.. An era of greatness that has never been heard... Allow me to speak of him before we could bring roses that will eventually tilt at his doom, Details of he come in finer prints,let me encrypt and if not the earthlings will succumb to zoom, Im speaking of a man of stature,a clash of titan wisery, One who utters grace effortlessly like an infant delivered from misery, This is no ordinary mere mortal but a gift from our forefathers, The ones who walked this crusty surface before us... If the need to appease ever arises, allow me to burn incense before him, They say we measure a man by his abilities to resolve unresolved issues at ease, But this one right here remedies war and wreaks of peace, Allow me to celebrate the last of his kind before he goes extinct. A true visionary,no abra kadabras even magic swears his a

In Her Slumber As I take a glimpse into her face and body blanketed by nothing but silk sheets, I get an array of thoughts that could swelter through her glistening smiles that is slapped across faces, Such beauty sends shivers through one's spine like you just had a brawl with Subzero(Mortal Kombat) I get enveloped in that space,a Quantum realm that is administered by rose petals, She drives me crazy,,,i call her automobile throttled paddles, A lullaby sight that transports my mind through time and space, She is gorge redefined im talking calf eyes, Cant help but get lost in a fraze of her stare, Im clutching through intense emotions as i jot down this sedition, A rare gem indeed,a fine drink distilled to perfection, One of a kind edition Allow me to get lost in this life-thing with you medarlings, You are cross-needled to perfection,garment me in your slumber, Cardigan my soul with warmth that could literally send the whole existence into sweltering conditions, She is

The Rising Phoenix I rose above ashes,cremated character that bounced back from its demise, Kept my roll on like a dice, i hit 5.2 & 6.5 to claim my rightful place even though it almost costed me my live, They say everything in life comes at a price, I sure purchased my one way ticket like an abused wife, But i rose above it all like a phoenix, With my head held high and grimace on my face like muddy pigs, My attitude needed a fix,that was very evident in the circumstances forsaken by my actions, but i kept the will still to see this mission at its completion, I wasn't about to give up on you poetry, When you've given me so much like a mind that can bind words,though my feathers were wet you gave me flight of very brave birds, Poetry you are my refuge!!!