There shall be showers of blessings!

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There shall be showers of blessings...
Showers of blessings from hearts that we meet
There will be moments we will be mad at each other
But the memories we create will surpass all the storms we have faced....

To our dearest, Charles Lwande
Every thought of you is warm like the beautiful sun at noon
We marched in to sing our hearts out,
We marched in to
Piss off the neighbors, win the drink - with a shout
With the eating, and the folly, and the fun --
And the lying, and the lusting, and the drink, of the gods
and the dance that we drop to- when we're done,
to the thoughts that burn us like irons
And bars we killed like lions
We were bonded; as if the same blood ran through our veins
We were bonded
And I tell you, that you blazed fire

With your guitar, young man...
when you stepped on the stage, 
when you opened your mouth
It was all showers of blessings
every stolen feeling of diamonds, platinum and gold
Every chord, every word, every note
poured out of your mouth in passion and song
fine boy no pimples… you were so bright
Be it song, be it bars, be it how you played with the strings
Showers... showers of blessings
And it was never about the pay – it was something else
Had the crowd roaring in the warmth of your palms
And damn! you loved it!!!
 There was something about you, cee
There was something about your energy and your drive
You were too good – and we
we were scared to let you down

We fed endlessly on your energy
I ain't saying this as an artist who knew you – am saying this a friend who did
and being my brothers best friend... am saying this as sister
'They say energy cannot be destroyed – it is shifted, transferred and renewed'
So from time to time... when we see you, when we feel you
its all showers of blessings!
For you cee it still is too strong!

 So Rain, rain my friend – rain
Move with the restless winds
And sing in the morning breeze
Travel everywhere, around this world in a storm
Blow past us once in a while – and lets busk in the memories we that shared
I will call them, showers of blessings
Thank you - my friend – for warming my life with your presence
I do not take it for granted am blessed I met you
Now charm the sky with your smile
And warm our nights with the twinkle of a star
Keep on shining,  keep on blazing
Keep on blazing fire

There shall be showers of blessings...
Showers of blessings from hearts that we meet
There will be moments we will be mad at each other
But the memories that we make will surpass all the storms that we faced....
Till we meet again

© Namatsi Lukoye

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