The Price of Honesty

It will cost you friends,

It will cost you family,

It will cost you someone you hold dear,

It will cost you a career,

It will cost you your community,

It will cost you your life.

You will gain your life,

You will gain the right community,

You will gain passion,

You will gain your partner in crime,

You will gain and find your family,

You will gain true friends.

You will lose what you do not need and deserve.

You will gain more than what you believe you deserve.

This is the price; the price of being honest.

Being honest to the people around you;

But most importantly to yourself.

There is so much to lose;

But there is much to gain by living in earnest.

For the past few weeks I’ve been reflecting on this word; honesty. One word that can affect us greatly in many aspects of our life.

Being honest with the people around you can be ostracising and lonely, this is true even if you are speaking from a place of love. It can hurt people because they may not see and understand where you are coming from; your reasons but it should not stop us from speaking truthfully. Not to speak truthfully to hurt another person but to shed light. However, in saying this there is also a time and place for us to speak in truthfully in love.







One Small Present Tonight

Christmas? Presents, family, friends and food.

But hold on, don’t be fooled.

There’s so much more to this day than all this, dude!

It came as a small fragile gift worth way more than gold.


This Christmas let us not forget about the essence of Christmas in the midst of all the craziness; shopping for presents, food to be prepared for the next few days and our sometimes crazy family. It is in the name itself, Christmas, the child who came to our world to save us from our fallen lives.

No present we may receive in this world will ever amount to the present we received 2000 or so years ago. So while we go about our day, this 25th of December be reminded of what this day means for all of us.

“For unto us a child is born, to us a son is given and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6

Merry Christmas everyone, stay safe and see y’all next year!

Writing 201: Poetry (Day 3) Look a bit closer, not just skin-deep

Day three of this amazing adventure and I’ve learnt, pushed, got excited and am pumped up for more learning, pushing and excitement ahead. Today it took me so much longer than necessary to think up of an idea of how I was going to send my message across with my poem because I had this song stuck in my head the whole time I was trying to write my poem. I wanted it to be the centre of my poem but it flooded my mind I could not write. Anyways, I took a few hours away from writing and here it is…


Day Three: Skin. Prose Poetry. Internal Rhyme.

The challenge: to write about ‘skin‘ through prose poetry and if desired (which I do) with internal rhyme.

All Carry Beauty If you are curious as to what song it was, it was “Jesus Loves the Little Children”. This song I learned perhaps when I was around 5 years old and now as I am a lot older I didn’t even notice the important message I was being taught then, I only thought of it as a catchy song but this simple song taught me how everyone on this planet are equal and that we must see each other as precious, valued and loved no matter the colour of our skin and background. It is a simple message that is accepted but so hard in practice because of our biases, prejudice, what we are taught and most importantly our environment. Simple lesson, easy to understand, challenging to practice.

Writing 201: Poetry (Day 2) Acrostic? Say what?

Day two’s exercise was particularly challenging because I want to send a specific and important message across. Without alluding to the poem I’ve written below I have realised and am continuing to look more into depth the importance of what it really means, how to share it to everyone and how difficult it is to show it to other people especially when we live in such a self-centred world. I admit have struggled and will continue to, in showing and sharing this gift to strangers and everyone around me but I believe it is what we are called to do, aspire to keep doing and have to especially because we live in such a world as this.

Day 2: Gift, Acrostic, Simile

The challenge: write about gift(s) in an acrostic form and by using simile.

What’s an acrostic poem? Well to roughly define it, it’s a poem where the first letter or last letter spell out a word, phrase or even a sentence.

Love 'n Grace for Everyone

In this poem I’ve attempted a double acrostic and tried my hand at simile, I could have gone through my poems with all the lines with simile but I can’t (at the moment) push through my message all with similes. I tried today and will try my hand at something new once again tomorrow and the next day after that!

Father, where are you?

Fathers day, a day dedicated to celebrate dads around the world, thank them for being kind, being the best dad in the world, for being there for you, for providing food and shelter even when times gets tough.

I for one am thankful that I have a dad who is alive, well and provides our essential needs. He wants the best for my brother and I, he wants us to be well provided for, to live better than what he had when he was younger. He constantly worries about us and is always well meaning and protective, sometimes overly. In saying all this he is far from perfect, we constantly argue and emotionally we do not see eye to eye but you know what he still loves me and I in turn love and care for him.

However, not everyone has this kind of relationship with their fathers. Others have it so much better than I do but for most it’s less than ideal to put it mildly, it is sad but true. For some of you, you may not have present fathers or may have never met your father. Or your father may have been abusive, physically or emotionally and for that I am deeply sorry…

This is my message to you who have, are going through this, or looking for that father that isn’t there or there but preoccupied by other things. I want you to know that no matter what you did, who you are, where you come from and what ever you will do in the future is that you are so loved by your heavenly father, your biological, dad here on earth may have failed or hurt you but your heavenly father loves you more than you can imagine. He is waiting for you and will welcome you with open arms flaws and all. He will call you his darling sons and daughters if you let him into your life. Again, you are SO LOVED that he sent his son to die on the cross for you. 

So “father, where are you?” I believe he will respond to something like this, “Here I am, right beside you before you were even born and always have been walking beside you. All the days you didn’t feel like hanging on and days when you feel happiest the most. Always remember that I love you so much.”

One more thing, I’d like you to remember is that you are not alone, in what you are going through. Or if you have a friend who you think is going through something not necessarily on this, don’t be afraid to ASK them about their story because that small gesture can make a difference to that person.


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