I am a Man on a Mission
Crawing from the deep I have come, dragging my feet was my style.
Thinking was not an option and meditation was rather a waste of time, this is the dilemma I ran away from.
Well my life was a mess, a total catastrophe of no direction and zeal. Courage had taken its leave and all hope fled from my sleeves, I was more like dead than I am alive. I had reached a part of no sense where nothing made sense except that nothing makes sense and it’s a place I never want to return to. What I had to search for was nothing more than a million days ahead of time .
“ The living legacy of a dead man is the living person of a dead body ”
An inspiration that gave me hope and a reason to live, a sight of true death and life. Surprisingly death is not loose of breathe, but rather NO resemblance of you either in your presence or absence. The living Legacy of a dead man is the living person of a dead body. I never feared death, but now that I know what is I don’t not want to see it at my door. Death is reckless without noise, destruction with patience an anticipation of nothing, a life of no vision.
Well now that I know what I must do, I do not sit around all day knowing that death is waiting for me to slip, I rather work myself out, bearing in mind that my life is a mere snowflake in the snow storm. I won’t forget how a match stick kindles a forest or how words shutter the world’s biggest dreams and hopes, but will keep the counsel at heart. I will keep my hope for life, a life not determined by my body but my vision. A LEGACY TO LIVE ON. A VISION. A Million Days Ahead Of Time.
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Taku Mugaviri 