Poetry
The Traveler
Deny me not access to the woods Do not hinder me from traversing the nations Sun, sea, and sand fills me with joy My name is Ovyay, the Traveling Poet. Dust, rain, contrary winds can’t Read more…
Poetry
My Dream
I have a dream That tomorrow shall be greater than today The Luther in me is awaken Madiba never gave up. My dream My hope for a new beginning My escape from the vortex of Read more…
Poetry
All colors are beautiful
Colors of diversity flowing one into another An ornament of beautification on the neck of the sky Showing incomparable beauty to men on the earth You have to be a hater not to love the Read more…
Life matters
Men, vanity, life and death
Like a river that ebbs and rises Life is filling the earth that death is emptying Nobody knows when his turn will come Alive today, dead tomorrow, the story of the mortal man. When I Read more…
Poetry
Masked men everywhere
Masked men everywhere Jacob’s voice, Esau’s hands Welcome to the land of masked Where reality is dead and deceit is alive. We smile when we ought to be crying We laugh when we ought to Read more…
Poetry
My coffee time has come
Another dawn, another day A spin and a yawn On my feet, I stand My coffee time has come. A mug and hot water Brown beans and cream Black dark waters to sip My coffee Read more…
Poetry
Make my coffee black
Make it black Tasty dark waters No cows, no cream That’s the way it should be. Make it darker than a shadow Sipped nice and slow No sugar, no cream That’s the way it should Read more…
Poetry
A king we must enthrone
The umbrella is better than the broom The broom is better than the umbrella The game of musical chairs has begun A king we must enthrone. Strange bed fellows in a vicious zero sum game Read more…
Poetry
Sadness in my soul
Elegiac thoughts streaming into my soul Sad songs that make one cry Of what use is the elegies of the dead past Sad songs that make me cry. Like the malodorous stink of a skunk Read more…
Poetry
How can I help you
How can I help you When I am in my own hell Fires of lack burning me The pain of paucity is all I see. How can I help you When I am caged In Read more…
