A Dead Man’s Lament
I fought too many obstaclesso I could “live the life”Only to later realiseThat these obstaclesare the saltthat completes the taste…
Grounded
All the money in the worldor carsor housesor clothes or shoesAll the high table dinnersall people I knowall “important” hands…
Helping Hands
To calm her nervesshe pulls up her skirtTo give a showthen get some doughTo buy a fixthen feed her kidsHer…
On Submission
I don’t have to bePerfectI don’t have to bethe 365 knightI don’t have to relyon myself at all timesI am…
Retrospection
The best thingThat ever happenedto meIs“The best thing”That never happenedto me © Bonyo Buogha 2010
Built by Stones (thrown at me)
Lord did You let my heart breakThat I may comfortthose whose hearts are broken?Did You allow the tough trialsThat I…
He Fills my Cup
He fills my cup, and when I empty it (to others), He gives me a bigger cup, then fills it…
Journal Entry: Friday, 8 October 2010
Watching the break of dawn, the sun rise out of darkness this morning revealed something profound to me: darkness/trouble may…
Seeking Him Within
Show me the mapto Thy secret placethat within me residesLord show me Your graceThat I may turn only to YouFor…
Don’t lie, Mr. Preacher man
Don’t lie to meMr. Preacher manLest you lose meand many moreTrue happinesslies not in material thingsNot in big houses and…