I Want to be...

I want to be a mist that appears only in the morning to act as a compass to the lost kids
I want to be a cloud that appears at noon to cover the hungry and dehydrated from the scorching sun
I want to be the rainbow that appears in the evening only to the unfortunate to give them hope in the beauty of life
I want to be an umbrella that appears to cover the women in bondage from the violent society
I want to be an air balloon that will appear in the mind of dreamers to propel them to a high spot.
I want to be a blanket that will appear at night to cover the street kids from the cold.
I want to be a bouncing castle to appear to all the kids who were abandoned in the unknown well.
I want to be a positive energy that lives on and on years to come
Whom do you want to be...

It started somewhere..

It started as a dot then it became a line
It started as a hug before it became a stab on the back
It started as a kiss then it grew into a bite on the lips
It started as fun before it became a fear
It started as a massage then turned into a pinch
It started as a growth then turned into cancer
It started as love then it became hate
It started as a river then it became a lake
It started with a coin then there came a note
There was drought then it rained
There was snow before sunshine
It started with darkness then light
Everyone has a story kindly Swallow your judgements before you speak.

The Eyes of a Creative Mind

Full of tears which water the seeds of the coming creative idea
The pupil looks dark in the outside but full of light in the inside
Has a sharp lens that can see greener pastures amidst a dry land
They turn blood red when underestimated.
                                                 Thadde Tewa

I Stopped Wishing

I stopped wishing...
When i learnt that the universe is like a house of card,it can crumble down anytime

When the rich man's daughter asked me to give her love then she would pay all my bills

When the pilot gave me the helicopter in exchange for my bicycle

When the soldier gave me his machine gun and asked for my Bible

When the professor gave me his library and asked me to teach him how to paint.

When the rich sick doctor gave me his cheque book and asked for my heart

When the celebrity asked me to stay with him just for a while saying he was bored.

When the teacher asked me to teach about the secret of life

Talk to me when you stop wishing...

A beautiful Woman

When she smiles
The sun shines brighter
When she cries
The moon frowns
When she sings
The morning birds go silent
When she walks down the streets
All the photographers want her photo
When she cooks
All the cockroaches ask for more food
When she bathes in the stream
All the frogs stop croaking to watch her
The artists enjoy painting her potrait
She respects herself
Only her clothes understand the beauty of her body
No shameful man can dare strip her naked without her permission.
Very few men can afford to win her heart. 
 Iam looking for this beautiful woman.
                                     Thadde Tewa

The Beauty Of Life

Waking up feeling younger

Living life at your own pace

You don’t remember anything about yesterday

No rules to follow

Few life lessons, few worries

New people to meet

More lives to touch

Different cultures to learn

Endless love to share

New tunes and rhythms to dance to

More natural food to taste

More than enough air to breathe

Less hustle, More ideas

More Art, more wealth

More kids to inspire

More praise to the Almighty

                     By Thade Tewa

When I wake Up

I want to be dressed in a rainbow suit

Riding on a chariot with my heaven sent

My princess plaiting my dreadlocks

My prince playing soft violin music

Women dressed like nuns

Admiring my paintings

All roads leading to heaven

Street lights preaching salvation

Evil people holding white doves

Every artist painting JESUS

Every musician singing soft rock hymns

Don’t wake me up when am not ready

                           By Thade Tewa

My Fading Days of Doom

They took away my pride

Made me believe I can’t smile

Made me insufficient in faith

They claimed am an outcast

Casted out of abnormality

Craned all over taking what was mine

Squeezed all the patience in me

Now they are terrified

Am a free spirit

I know where my power

And pride comes from

I can survive without them

They now see me doing it like the aliens

Smiling like never before

Painting the world with inspiration

Sometimes I feel like hating them

But I don’t know how to hate

I will always pray for them

                         By Thadde Tewa