Battle cry
I have not written in such a long time that I doubt people remember this blog exists... I have been resting in an oasis in the middle of a desert... for a moment I could breathe. It has been kind; the waters are cool, the breeze is a song, the days and nights are perfect enough to let the beauty sink in. I forgot how it feels to be walk with blisters on the feet. Sadly the ozone is almost gone and the cruel sun has started touching the calmness of my resting nest. I built walls to keep my heart safe, the moment love convinced me to bring them down! I did, now they are down and I hear the sound of war looming from the horizon. People say pain changes people, it is taking every muscle inside me to forget that I have scars. I must run now before the army is here, I cannot fight, I loose every war I try. Polite people never win wars. Love and light if you came here for this! © Namatsi Lukoye