Like the little red roster,I wanna be your man baby girl. Want to make you come, because Rolling Stones gather no moss. Was thinking you like Billy Jean, you are not my lover, you just a girl who claims I am the one,who did dance,on the floor in the round. Your body did heal the world and at some moment while looking at the man in the mirror,I thought that they don’t really care about us and now am saying hold my hand,baby I promise you that I will do all I can,things will get better if you just hold my hand.
Responsibility on me so I am a champion, passion for my work, dedication because I am here to rock you. Give the world my best because I have a base. In the name of Jehovah,positive and definative thought at it’s best.
This is a massive attack, like Nicky Minaj,bees in the trap as we hit Katy Perry’s California girls. Pharrell knew No One Really Ever Dies, that’s inspiration for be your best and when you ‘drop’, mean deliver your work,you drop it like it’s hot, mean effectively and efficiently.
Social change range from Martin Luther King Jr, Malcolm X to Fidel Castro in Cuba,Queen Catherine in Russia to Sirleaf Jean in Liberia, Uhuru Kenyatta here in Kenya,to everyday matatu driver and the conductor, traffic police and fellow passengers and road users. The people in the market,on the streets and in the offices to those seated in Uhuru Gardens. I did forget to mention, initially, the population occupying the man made and machine assisted residences whom we meet when we come to rest – we all are leaders at different and individual level looking up for our perfect brother in heaven,Jesus Christ, while doing what we can in 24 hours and 12 months.
These are my thoughts as I ponder over the path took by Elvis Presley and Michael Jackson. Man sharpens man as you explore with youth agemates in the Bible and the culture I experience around me on a day to day basis. All said all the praise goes to God. I am a servant doing my duty,only you I fear so I follow the law of the land as laid in the constitution.