This is what they are

Do I even hate the voice inside of me, perhaps I do…It seems as though they are in love with a person that hates the dickens out of you. I call them Zeus. They are closer than we think. Right there in our faces. Peeping, jumping and showing off to humanly bodies and to the world…

All-day a man I call Zeus follows me, telling me I have no way to go besides you. Really, well I have decided from day two, you are not welcome on me anymore. Stop dreaming about me and stop thinking of touching my naked body.

Always a shame to expose my self knowing that this thing is not adhering to human beings’ rules. One man ticking and the other man humping imaging what to do with the sexual rules.

Enough that my uncle was accused of provocation and the victim roams around with the bundle

Zeus, it is, accusing everybody.

Someone tries to contact, my head freezes. Enough of this imaginary Zeus using that lighting finger to squeeze the zest from my skull. My pains are hard, I have to bear it.

Complains or complaints not, it confuses the thoughts.

I cannot help anybody as jealous rage lingers within. Pain blocks me as if my sinuses function at one. My relief comes from no drugs.

This is a hard one indeed, it hesitates to control me anymore. I am programmed with a silver spoon in my mouth. Happy I am to make it though.

I do not care about religiosity, they know it. Speaking to me was a sacred default. Messing up a friendship of all the loved one’s belief. The aftermath cannot be cleaned up.

Don’t be Fooled by the Temp

A new day has started
Hopefully it’s not like yesterday
Torturing us over and over again
It’s raining though, new worries are on its way
But thankfully, good memories has started today
Wicked witches you haven’t been wishing for that
Overcomers are what we are for promoting what we’ve got

Phoebe’s Journey

It’s kind of like, I’m ignored

because of the unknown

I know that life wasn’t so good

for the last three years or so

It’s not my fault as far as I know

even though it seems that I am weary

of everything that life has thrown at us

Don’t get me wrong, I am not my own

life just happened to me this way

Just search your heart for all of my pains

and all of us will understand why I act this way

Oh how they laughed at my yay and nays,

my boys and girls, and all that I have to say

So yes am a bit weary after coming back from France

just because I’ve shared my joys from this wonderful 

life I’ve had 

So now I needed your charms, you hold it back from us

I suppose I needed to be touched for others to withdraw from me

Believe you me I am not my own, just wait and see what life 

has had for thee Indeed because of us.

phoebe Casez

All matters

Christianity huh, is this what it is suppose to be
tried and tested again and again by us.
Born with this faith from a babe
not sure I want to relive this again and again
So, let’s not be discouraged though, they say
joy cometh in the morning
Now,  fellow Christians who have been tried and passed the unforgettable testings of life
Oups, fear no more and therefore leave the rest alone to go through their uncertainties of life
Remember this, others live in fear but I suppose they have a disgusting mind of hope that keeps them going on and on
Humans of all walk are in need of this hope
therefore it’s time to stop the nagging of us as others experience favor as oppose to their mess
I am one of us, so…
PhoebesGreenVal

The people of Guyana’s

img_0794Interesting enough, these Guyanese people, they walk alone but yet they are free in their minds and the esprit 

Their distinct ways for sure reflects their  personality type

This can be misunderstood, but in reality they exemplify elegantly quiet ways

I walk in admiration for this land I’ve visited this summer with my daughter who encountered her foes

It changes the mindset of one nation when you get back into a land that’s full of abandance 

don’t get me wrong they are full, but lack structure compare to us

On the other hand, I can see greatness coming from the younger generations

So, let’s beware they are not alone

PhooebesGreenVal

The tide has turned against us

Life seems all good, travelling, walking, talking and taking care of my goods

Then one day lightning strikes me and all hell comes sailing down on us

Taken into captive then locked up for a few

Strung out on this pill I had nothing else to lose

Oh my, its not fun for those who did me wrong

No more tears for us, life is just too confused

Talking to others just doesn’t make sense

They don’t quite understand me anymore

So, it’s time to leave this trud for good

PhoebesGreenVal