The Past Remains the Past Always

I cannot afford to fail, it cannot happen again. The semester’s exam was near, it was just one week away and I always have this exam failure because of my past I had failed so many times but I was surprised that I was failing because in primary school I was one of the best down to junior secondary school.

Well, it all started in senior secondary school when I started going out with boys I would date, like 5 boys at a time (thinking I was a boss) not knowing what I was getting myself into. I would spend my night chatting with different boys at a time instead of reading. I also had the ones that I called money banks {maga}. It was not that my parents were poor but obviously they would not give me enough money to satisfy my need. So I did all these things and forgot the type of person I was supposed to be. I mean, the smart and intelligent part of me was being used only on the boys.

This made me so dumb and careless and that marked the beginning of the failing part of my life. My academics dropped woefully. This made me really scared because even when Igained admission into the university, I was not still doing well no matter how badly I wanted to do well. This happened for three good semesters and I already made up my mind that it cannot happen again because my past cannot define me.

I hold on to what awaits me. I hold on to my future which is already here, my past is my past and it remains my past.

-Daisi Flourish

Hope Of The Future

The fragrance of a family; luxury of impartiality

Judgements not built on spirituality nor nationality

A pain free world; one without being terrorized  

Strolling down streets, devoid of being terrified

 

Can you visualize a world free of germs and toxic waste?

In purity we are placed  

Sanatoriums, if needed, are secluded  

Our land, free of being polluted

 

Unity, a core value bringing joy to the day

Integrity to prevent going astray

Your rights, my rights, are considered valued

It says, ‘Equally created, equally respected’

 

Daily empowerment is sugar for youths

They strive to rightfully be employed

Human trafficking is excluded; none is a slave

Surely will I be reminded to thank my maker for His grace

 

My hope for all governments to significantly represent

No, not an egocentric regime to be of tremendous disrespect

Silent are streets at night; shelter is a provided need

My actions, your actions consider the society we live  

 

But no, can’t lie back

Dreams alone build not a reality

The ashes of yesterday we use,

To build a beautiful tomorrow  

This is my hope of the future

And soon enough, it becomes the new normal

– TUMBA JEMIMA