Microfactics Incorporation

Dancing around every corner Dark shadows printing putrefying rainbow soup. Glancing around every shade; immediately making one a mourner. Stuck inside the hollow emotions; Among the formerly gorgeous troops. Still me thought, "What happened to our Mother?" We have been praying,  while slicing our unripe crops. Our Father in Heaven knows further, When the frying turns out to be burning We have not been busy with developing We have not been busy with awakening. Wake up O our blood, we are dropping! Tavakutandadza rakacheka nyika Ropa rwekedu harichafambi takatyoka. Siyahlupheka bantu. Siyahlupheka. Igazi lethu alisagelezi.... Tunateseka, watu.  Tunateseka.  Damu yetu haitiririki tena. We are suffering, people.  We are suffering. Our blood is no longer flowing! We know nothing but pretend To know things. Who is paying attention? O, Africa's children, Your Mother is waiting for rejuvenation. Why are you so lazy when it comes To restoring Her lost principles? Addi

You first feel bored, You complain without shouting, You can't sleep because dead men will be walking. You only have two options You either join the dead, You living is another side of the coin You really need the Saviour; You feel like you can't sense any in your vicinity. You slap yourself carelessly You regret doing it at the end of the circle. You ask yourself why you even exist You seem to find no reason to be alive You sometimes believe that you were created; You doubt it all time.  You sometimes behave like the dead around you You wake up from the dream You shake your head, You laugh in your mind You seem cheerful; You always act crazy You ask yourself questions You can't even answer. You have a manual that doesn't change You have to accept that it will never. You can read it and memorize it. You will only find the truth in it, You will realize that it has sixty six books You can only remain alive by reading it. You have to feel every word written to stay alive.

Just a moment ago Dusk was handing out wonder, Then darkness came without an invitation like ego. Beauty still lies in the cabinet of memories to ponder About when we can feel the light again. Still me thought, we dragged ourselves like a bargain Inside this sticky mess that can turn Into a testimonial message at dawn. Trusting Jehovah eases our pain, again and again. By The Given Heart #BurningMentalSabotage #motivation #TheThinkingSeries

Deceased ones never cry. We are over here begging the grave To suck us into its darker stomach, it is not a lie. How many times have we been honest and brave Without getting caught between heavy teeth as we crave For what causes concussion every treacherous session? Christ for us; What more do we need? Life becomes infinite gas  When we accept Him to be brushed Away from these problems That we invited for ourselves...

A mouthful of words; are spoken by various people who try to knit reputational threads. Trending? Oh no! Yet right now; Time is singing a song of preparing a meal — like you. Everything said to be an ingredient; None is to be bought, because you are the cabinet! Then let us mix all the dishonesty or honour that you give; Inside you are so many ingredients; let's take what affects reality. Onwards we are now frying along all the pornographic love; Now! The awaited meal is ready; should we hand it over to others for them to taste or want to know — yourself first? The Given Heart #Peace #AreYouReady #GoodBeginsWithYou #Humane #YouDecide #TranslateThenShare #AcceptToChange   #FindYourselfFirst @microfactics @gerald_tapiwa_m