The man in the mirror

Who is the man in the mirror?
Who is he trying to impress?
Who are those he wants to prove wrong?
Who is he trying to justify?

A girlfriend who disses him for another
A father whose believe is not sufficient enough for him to face his fears
A mother whose only one wish before leaving earth is to see him rise to 'stardom'
Sisters who are counting on him to be a high-flyer
Agemates who thinks he is an empty show,  a bluff and can amount to nothing.
Relatives who are just indifferent about him
Family friends who sees what he is to become and are 'Awe-struck'

What are his intentions?
His motives?
What even propels him towards his vision?

Is he true to his purpose?
His calling?
His God?
Is he even true to himself?

In the end we would realise someone was disappointed.
In the end we would realise we needed to please that person.

That person won't be deceived by our pretense.
He would stare us in the face with our evils in the palm of his hand.

The person we ought to impress is 'The man in the mirror'

Bruised but not broken

When the world unravels before you
When even your dreams are crumbling stones
When everything you dare to touch is set on fire and all around you is ash and smoke

Remember this...

Rock bottom is a perfect place for rebuild
Remember that you are your mother's son your grandmother's answered prayers.

A whole bloodline of women who bend and respond to raging winds. There is nothing broken,  nothing damaged or discarded, obscure as a badge of honour

Your smile is an act of defiance against the sun which mixed-up is a victory dance waiting to happen.

You are a man becoming, learning the complicated language of forgiveness, the intricate lesson of the universe.

Your heart is just a muscle waiting for exercise. And you were born for this sort of heavy-lifting. You were born one part SAINT,  one part warrior. Loving yourself without shame is the most important thing you ever have to fight for.