Lyrical Nonsense 3

"You a stupid hoe, you a stupid hoe" - Stupid Hoe by Nicki Minaj 
Repetitive and boring, we have come to expect this from you Onika. Move on.

"Sorry for party rocking! Baby, baby, baby I'm awfully crazy off Ciroc, off Patron, shit whatever's tasty"
Sorry for Party Rocking by LMFAO
How long are they going to stretch out this party rocking nonsense. We get it - you party hard. Harder than anyone else has ever partied before. Give yourselves a pat on the back. Call the police and shut down the party already, so over it - by all means party away.... on a desert island!

"This is a new situation, now you're an overnight sensation. You're not ready for the fame. oooh oh"
Fame by Amber Rose
Hmmm. where to begin?
I like Amber I really do, but babe singing is not your forte. This song is pure garbage. My ears bled for several minutes after listening to this tripe. Yes overnight sensation you may be, but overnight Sing Star you are not. The lyrics are very basic, the beat jarring and well Amber your voice is non-existent. I'm done.

"Come on turn me on"
Turn me on by David Guetta ft Nicki Minaj
David Guetta has a lot of explaining to do..... not only is he single handedly responsible for the death of R'n'B but also responsible for Nicki Minaj recent musical direction. I dislike this song very much in fact I will go as far as saying that I dislike every song by David Guetta. I mean if I actually knew him, I would probably dislike him as well. Go away.

Is Monogamy a Myth?

Can people really just be with one person for the rest of their lives?

I used to think so.... back when I was a naive and innocent 16 years old, but now at the grand age of twenty something this statement seems a bit far fetched. Call me cynical or whatever but experience and life lessons have shown me that this is very hard fete to achieve.

People's eyes are forever roving, searching for the latest meat (excuse the pun) or wanting to try the newest flavours and scents. No wonder divorce rates are throught the roof.

I blogged a while back about wanting a soulmate and I still want that but I am under no illsusions. In this day and age it is hard for people to be faithful, I am, by no means saying that everyone cheats however, a lot do. Does that mean that I have been put off from Love? NO
Certaintly not. I still have hope.

A man can love you and still cheat on you!

You may not agree with this statement.........however, you are just deceiving yourself.

Everyone is different,  people will make choices and take actions that we may not understand after all, we are human beings and therefore in essence flawed. I just hope that when my 'knight' comes; in all his glory that he will be truthful and honest. If the relationship is not working out, then he should just let me go, rather than betray me. But I guess the old adage applies ' What you don't know can't hurt you". All you can do is trust.


To trust is to let go

I once read the above 'quote' in a book called 'Surfacing' (check it out, great read) and this statement definetely applies to relationships. Trust is key. Once its broken your relationship is irreparable, no matter how hard you try to fix it.

So is Monogamy a myth? hmm not sure. Some people definetely strive to be monogamous, whilst others fail. We just have to trust that our partners will and want to stay faithful.

Relationships are like rollercoasters, you just have to sit back and enjoy the ride. Every twists and turns are lessons learnt. You are not going to enjoy them all, but some rides are worth it.

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Live, breathe, eat and die

Same old lethargic schedule

Different rules, new games

But everything still remains the same

Start listening and

Perhaps you will start to comprehend.

Life is full of shortcomings

Everyone draws the short straw

Heart wrenching struggles surrounds us

Drowning us into its deep abyss

Burrowing the depths of our souls

Until there is nothing left,

But your name etched on a gravestone

Melodic symphony threaten to ring out

Announcing a new dawn

Lulling us into a false sense of security

Embracing us with its proclamation of peace

Then one day the bombs start dropping

We run, we shield, and we hide

Flesh burning, carcass pile up

Different dictators, new era

Still the question remains unanswered

Nothings changed in all these years.

by Jay Bee

Colonisation

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I am seriously PISSED off at the world. I hate this situation.

Hate being taken for granted; hate feeling like hired help or an intruder in my ‘adopted’home. This is not the path that I would have chosen for myself or even envisioned.  But I have only myself to blame for this current ‘arrangement’.

This situation is slowly eating away at me. Driving me into despair. It’s INSANE. Sometimes i just want to cry, shut myself away and contemplate for a while. However, even that is near impossible seeing as I have limited space to breathe. When I do decide to be a hermit and hibernate for a day I am questioned as to why I am not out in the fields “ with the rest? ”. These moments make me want to scream so loud and curse until am blue in the face. I want to slam things and throw stuff against the wall to let off some steam. Instead I sit subdued, quietly fuming – burning on the inside whilst managing to plast a SMILE across my face and going to work for my master.

I am a FUCKING adult. 

Although, everyday I feel less than that.

I feel like an atm machine available at everyone’s disposal making withdrawls everyday and going into the red without a backwards glance. Always feeling like I have to go the extra mile in order to recompensate the fact that I have been given asylum.

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People say that you are a product of your surroudings, well I can safely attest to that. Somehow I thought I would be the exception, the one who changed the course of destiny. Instead I am stuck. Stuck with all the rest: in the scrapheap looking to be made new again.

I slowly feel myself entering that dark place that no-one likes to speak of. The one we reserve for the weak, the cowards. The ones who refused to wade in the waters, who we say have opted to take the easy way out. The ones that don’t fight to stay alive. Now I can understand why they take the actions that they do.

Life is a BITCH!  And I have no idea what I did to turn her wrath onto me.'s

God guna trouble the waters but I guess his not guna bother with a co-conspirator like me.

I Can't Stop the Rain

The ink hits the paper mimicking my tears.

Slowly bleeding into every fibre of the page, as if it were my own blood seeping into every vessel and veins.

It paints a sea of words and phrases that I can no longer decipher, concealed in the very grain that is intended to illuminate its meaning.
 
The pen taking the role of the traitor enslaves it, threating to cut off its supply.
 
Suffocating and scolding it for being so fluid and drippy.
 
Arguing that the ink needs protecting as it’s so inconsistent.

The ink pays it no mind it was born to stain.
 

It cannot stop the rain!

Holiday

"Holiday, celebrate .If we took a holiday yeah .Took some time to celebrate ,Just one day out of life
It would be ,It would be so nice" Madonna -Holiday

I really need a holiday. I need some time away to get some much needed perspective. I feel stuck in a rut and just need to go somewhere fresh and recuperate. It has been  a really difficult time for me, as of late, so much has been happening that I just want to escape. Run away for a few weeks or even a month. Doesn't matter whether it's somewhere sunny or cold as long as I am out of the country - chasing the blues away.

Here are my favourite places that I want to visit:

• USA - New york to be specific. I love New York. Everyone knows that.
• Brasil - Hot country with Hot people, what more could you want.
• Puerto Rico/ Cuba - I have Latin fever. I don't mind which one as both are as appealing as each other.
• Zambia - to experience the Victoria Falls. My friend won't stop going on about it, now she has me wanting to go.
• Thailand - All the Gap year kids go there, I want to see what all the fuss is about.
• Barbados/ Jamaica - I have friends from both countries who want to take me around their islands. 

So there you have it, my list.  I hope to go to at least one this year. But first I need to stack up the money.
I need racks on racks on racks, racks.

Death Be Not Proud

A fitting tribute to all those who have lost their lives. RIP Whitney Houston. None of us have immortality , therefore we will continue to see these tragic losses everyday, it comes with being human. Death is not the end, our spirit still lives on.

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Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou are not so; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow, And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. Thou'art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy'or charms can make us sleep as well And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die. John Donne

Dear G.O.D

Are you there God? It's me Jacyra. Can you hear me?

God I love you above all things yet sometimes I find myself questioning my love for you. I know that you're a loving God who is all seeing and all powerful, but if you're all of these things and so much more, then can't you see the struggle in the world and deliver us.

I can't pretend to understand all your trials and tribulations or even at times your loving words. They leave me perplexed and fear of eternal damnation soon follows.
Reading the Bible challeneges me. You say 'ask and it shall be given' but if I ask to be wealthy then is this statement not inherently flawed, as 'the poor shall inherit the kingdom of heaven'. Should I then be happy that I am broke , as richness awaits me in Heaven?

I'm a believer....... However, sometimes it's so hard to believe when things constantly seem to be going awry. I feel like the unluckiest girl in the world. I pray that you touch my heart every night and that you feel my spirits with joy and happiness, yet I walk away feeling numb. Am I saying the wrong prayers? or is my heart simply not pure enough?

Help me understand you better Lord. open my mind to your words and action. Feel me with compassion and wisdom. Help me see the errors of my ways and lead me to the path of righteousness.

Right now I am lost but I know that you will find me in the sea of faces again. Hurry up though, as I feel like am slipping away into obscurity. Bring me back to the warmth of your bosom, nurture me with the gospel and the body of Christ. Warm up your vessel and channel your abdunance, for I am here to serve you.

Dear God I can't pretend that I have always known you but I love you for blessing me with the people around me. Thank you for my life, my health and most importantly my sanity. Thank you for sticking by me through the torrential rain. Because when it rains it pours. Thank you for believing in me. All I ask is that you help me maintain my faith and continue to love me through thick and thin, in sickness and health, till death do us part.

Thank you.

Freedom is Coming Tomorrow

Ever heard the expression ‘Freedom is Coming Tomorrow’, like Sarafina said ‘Get Ready Prepare for Your Freedom’.

They teach us that we are free, yet how can we truly be free when we are forever constrained, bound, trapped, coerced to live by their rules.

Governed by their culture, driven by misconception, abhorred by their people.

Years of struggle and toil and still we are taught that we are beneath them.

You may think I’m talking about the white man,

But you would be wrong.

Once again your prejudice shines through.

But what I’m I talking about.

Why don’t you tell me?

If we were really free.

Truly free to express our individualities and views.

Then free your mind and tell me this.

Why did you think this poem was addressed to the white man and not to you?

by Jay Bee

Soulmate!

Winter time sure is lonely, got me feeling like  Sister Souljah's book enduring one of 'The Coldest Winter Ever'...... Alone.

Now there's nothing worng with being single, it's a great opportunity to learn about oneself and grow as a person. But really - How much growing up do I really need to do?

Now and again all you really want is someone to hold you, provide you with security and love that your girlfriends and family just cannot meet. Someone to share intimate thoughts and other activities with.

A Ying to your Yang

That one special guy/girl (depending on which way you flow) that makes your heart flutter, has you speaking in tongues and declaring your undying love for each other. 

A Soulmate!

The One!

I guess the month of Love has me feeling all romantic and emotional.  I have grown up  reading fairytales and romance novels which have lulled me into a false sense of security; wishing for 'true loves kiss' and 'my knight in shining armour', pining for 'The One' - it's no wonder my hormones are all over the place.

 I am in Love with being in Love.

But like my girl Natasha said " Who doesn't long for someone to hold , who knows how to love you without being told. Can somebody tell me why I'm on my own, if there's a soulmate for everyone". 

I feel you girl, this is one of life's greatest conundrum.

Love is important but there is more to life than just this one abstract emotion. So until my 'Knight' comes into town, i'm going to Live it up and Enjoy the fruits of my youth.