Still [Part 3]

This entry is part 3 of 3 in the series Still — A Reason To Hope

There are a lot of things I don’t understand, I never complained; complacence, you think? No it’s more like mediocrity.

What would you do if you’ve struggled in vain for so hard? I was like a kid stuck under a rock, I struggled for so long, but could barely move an arm..


Still [Part 2]

This entry is part 2 of 3 in the series Still — A Reason To Hope

No, it’s not my first time.. I’m used to hearing voices only that the kind I’m accustomed to, would tell me what to do. I’ve lived subservient to many masters, I learned the foolish wisdom of keeping my mouth shut while choices were hurled at me, decisions made for me.


Still [Part 1]

This entry is part 1 of 3 in the series Still — A Reason To Hope

I’m hearing voices… A voice in particular, but.. I think it’s voices, or not.

They’re.. Rather, it’s driving me… Am I going crazy? Maybe I’ve overworked. You know what they say: “too much work…”; there it goes again..


An Eagle Still

I wasn’t homeless, but was hungry; my masters were cruel – inhuman, if you please. Powerful, invincible and at peace, that’s how you would describe me – I was an eagle afterall. Then came The Expedition, they were all gone by the time I became me again – the opposition won, squished my masters like a worm, but I was left, face to face with a good looking young man – he was the Prince.


Know thyself

Well hello there, what do we have here!
Or Who, more appropriately.

I’ve had my website for many months and now I think I’ll just simply make a home for my literary pieces of art on the same medium at the same time. Speaking of, I stopped posting on Medium a while ago (it’s not them, it’s me) and took to showing my pieces to people randomly, individually – or to the more general WhatsApp status audience I have.