Sunday, November 13, 2011

7 - 1.5

THE WAR CONTINUES.................................


THE WEAPON IS NOT TO FEEL PAIN

THE CRITERIA ARE LOST
BUT THE GUIDELINES ARE GOLD

THE EMOTION IS TO PUSH FORWARDS

PUSH THE THORNS AWAY PUSH THE MEMORIES OF YOUR WOUDS AWAY

THE SECRET IS TO CONTINUE
YOU MUST CONTINUE TO FIGHT

EVEN IF IT LOOKS LIKE A HOPELESS COUNT
EVEN IF YOU HAVE BEEN DEEMPLOYED
EVEN IF YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND THE STRATEGY

YOU MUST CONTINUE TO FIGHT
YOU CANNOT STOP NOW

YOU CANNOT DIE......NOW
FOR IF YOU PUT DOWN YOUR ARMOR

YOU WILL DIE
................
YOU WILL BE FORGOTTEN
YOU WILL BE UNrEMEMBERED
YOU WILL BE UNCELEBREATED

THE WAR HAS NOT BEEN WON

IT IS ONLY WON IF YOU LET THEM WIN
IF YOU LET THEM
IF YOU SAY

.....YOU HAVE WON OVER ME
THAT IS THE REAL LOSSS
NOT IF IT LOOKS LIKE THEY ARE WINNING BUT IF YOU GIVE UP

DO NOT GIVE UP
IF THERE IS ONE LAST BREATH IN YOU
DO NOT GIVE UP
IF YOU HAVE NOTHING TO LOOK GOOD FOR
DO NOT TURN TO THE UGLY
IF YOU HAVE NO MEMORIES OF FORGIVENESS
DO NOT FORGIVE THE WEAKNESS

LOOK TO MAKE NEW MEMORIES OF STRENGTH
DO NOT GIVE Up
I TELL YOU
7 fall s

1 try
half a win

DO NOT GIVE UP

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What it is...

I see Life like a rose in the ice... beautiful but with cold settings - There are so many incredible things out there - but we always need to fight and perservere against the hardships too... otherwise the cold will win ... and we will wither away.

My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-

My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.

But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.

Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...

Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -

It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -