Light…

The day the devil forgot his armour he met a warrior,

She was clothed in righteousness and cleansed by the blood of the lamb

She bore the whole armour, helmet, sword, breastplate, belt, sandals

The demon appeared on a train, eyes pierced and transfixed on her

He tried to overthrow her stand

He presented his cards of fortune and deceit,

She spoke words that brought life and praised the Almighty Father, Continue reading “Light…”

The drunk evangelist…

On the central line on the way home from Westfield shopping centre I encountered a man clutching a can of Stella Artois preaching about Jesus. It wasn’t how he had almost stumbled and lost his balance on the way to his seat which was next to mine (ironically I was praying he wouldn’t sit there). It wasn’t the fist bump he shared with the man sitting opposite or my unwillingness to engage with a man my father would’ve told me to cross the road and avoid. Continue reading “The drunk evangelist…”

One last time…

As I watched the final speech of President Barack Obama, my throat couldn’t help but join my eyes in an ensemble of grief and sadness. Having never met the man or stepped foot in American soil I could only admire from a screen as he gave his last address as President. It was emotionally moving. The tears halted at my lids and would not give way until he unashamedly applauded and praised the First Lady, his wife, the floods then took over. Continue reading “One last time…”

2016 in summary…

In short, absence is 2016. I’ve felt overjoyed seeing friends transition from singleness to married life and have been thrown into sorrow with the wave of deaths in Hollywood. I’ve also met some incredible artists in the music world including William Bell, Dobet Gnahore and the Roy Hargrove Quintet, could 2016 be as random as my posts, I think so. Brexit, trump and Harambe, so much has happened that if someone said I could somersault it back to 2015 I would do it. Sadly in the middle of the roundabout I’ve been absent. I woke up yesterday only to realise that Mohamed Ali is no longer with us, when did this happen? Was I still crying over Prince…it still hurts.

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