Thursday, June 28, 2012

DOOR 6; HARD WORKING FIGHTER

Door 1: Stability
your dreams are being focused and there are too many things and people that can help to throw you off
even the closest to you
dont let pain hold you down
dont let impatience
or slow movement or seemingly no moevement throw you down
dont let it burn you
rather
you burn it
you get it

listen to me
the dream
is running now
wild and free as ever
you have awoken
you have respoken
you have become what youve always wanted to be

A FIGHTER
dont let anyting take you down
chase
speed
run
fly
dance

dont let anything bring you down

going back to that first day and today
i think its amazing how stronger you are
beautiful you are
and the most important thing
different you are
you are not accepting the same problems no more
you want to be nothing the past showed you
you want to be nothing the past brought you
no you want to be an independant woman
a powerful woman
a beautiful woman
a hard
working
fighter

Door 6: HARD WORKING FIGHTER
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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' -