Augustine Evans Chikuna

You are a person of beauty
A beautiful sight to behold
A magnet to my steel eyes
Just a glimpse of your beauty
...

We will be together forever oohh my love.
For you are the reason why I live.
Again and again you give me
the unfailing strength to breath.
...

You are one of a kind.
An angel that no god would bind.
A treasure that every man seeks to find.
A pleasurable thought to man's mind.
...

Unlike a machine, I do not move with commands.
Unlike a robot, I have feelings.
Unlike a rock, I am soft.
Unlike God, my ways are not all perfect.
...

What hurts me are your lies,
Lies that you are excellent at.
It kills me inside, how your inner beauty have diminished.
With time you changed, changed for the worst.
...

Better is the sorrow faced during the day
For that which I face during the night is bitter.
Better are the noises of the day,
for during the night, my pain is louder.
...

Self, not a very self-explanatory term,
But it can be explained as the uniqueness of ones individuality.
With the existing lack of self-regard,
Self-knowledge has become a myth, yet identity crisis has been justified.
...

Prior decades you were a star, too bright you shined.
The light of the Dark Continent, verily you were blessed.
Land locked, but still so precious, you were praised.
Mother Nature loved you, like a last born, you were favored.
...

With my ears closed, it is still loud and clear.
At times I am not an ample audience for the strong message it bears.
With its fierceness, it eliminates all my fears.
It gives me confidence and eradicates all my doubts.
...

Life was there but meaningless.
Like a tree surviving without leaves it was fruitless
Like mere thoughts in mind, it was motionless.
All of the days were sheer darkness and light-less.
...

With eyes wide open, the world keeps stumbling and bumbling because it lacks sight.
It keeps deteriorating, disintegrating and downgrading because it has no insight.
It keeps ignoring its disasters and crisis yet they keep increasing, accumulating and amassing.
In its corrupt, rotten and lawlessness ways it keeps rolling, discounting the damage it's raising.
...

Bruised, wounded and beaten but you don't stand down you can't be defeated.
Stabbed, betrayed and deceived but you don't give up you won't be routed.
Every day is a war and you are always ready to fight, your zeal to conquer can't be restricted.
The battles you fight make you a warrior, that's the only title with which you are befitted.
...